Knowledge Makes A Man Unfit To Be

Your National Greatness, Swelling Vanity; Your Denunciation Of Tyrants, Brass-fronted Impudence; Your Shouts Of Liberty And Equality, Hollow Mockery; Your Prayers And Hymns, Your Sermons And Thanksgivings, With All Your Religious Parade And Solemnity, Are, To Him, Mere Bombast, Fraud, Deception, Impiety, And Hypocrisy-a Thin Veil To Cover Up Crimes Which Would Disgrace A Nation Of Savages.

The Silver Trump Of Freedom Had Roused My Soul To Eternal Wakefulness. Freedom Now Appeared, To Disappear No More Forever. It Was Heard In Every Sound, And Seen In Every Thing.

I Have No Protection At Home, Or Resting Place Abroad. ... I Am An Outcast From The Society Of My Childhood, And An Outlaw In The Land Of My Birth. I Am A Stranger With Thee, And A Sojourner As All My Fathers Were.

Without Culture There Can Be No Growth; Without Exertion, No Acquisition; Without Friction, No Polish; Without Labor, No Knowledge; Without Action, No Progress; And Without Conflict, No Victory. The Man Who Lies Down A Fool At Night, Hoping That He Will Waken Wise In The Morning, Will Rise Up In The Morning As He Laid Down In The Evening.

What I Ask For The Negro Is Not Benevolence, Not Pity, Not Sympathy, But Simply Justice.