Life Is A System Of Half-truths And

Books -where If People Suffered, They Suffered In Beautiful Language, Not In Monosyllables, As We Did In Kansas

Yet The Ivory Gods, And The Ebony Gods, And The Gods Of Diamond-jade, Are Only Silly Puppet Gods That People Themselves Have Made.-

Politics Can Be The Graveyard Of The Poet. And Only Poetry Can Be His Resurrection.

Negro Blood Is Sure Powerful, Because Just One Drop Of Black Blood Makes A Colored Man. One Drop--you Are A Negro! . . . Black Is Powerful.

Good Morning, Daddy! Ain't You Heard The Boogie-woogie Rumble Of A Dream Deferred? • • • • You Think It's A Happy Beat?