Love, I Find, Is Like Singing.

..she Began To Stand Around The Gate And Expect Things. What Things? She Didn't Know Exactly. Her Breath Was Gusty And Short. She Knew Things That Nobody Ever Told Her. For Instance, The Words Of The Trees And The Wind. .. She Knew The World Was A Stallion Rolling In The Blue Pasture Of Ether. She Knew That God Tore Down The Old World Every Evening And Built A New One By Sun-up. It Was Wonderful To See It Take Form With The Sun And Emerge From The Gray Dust Of Its Making.

I Note That The Africa Loves To Depict The Grace Of Reptiles.

The Whole Matter Revolves Around The Self-respect Of My People. How Much Satisfaction Can I Get From A Court Order For Somebody Toassociate With Me Who Does Not Wish Me Near Them?

Sweat, Sweat, Sweat! Work And Sweat, Cry And Sweat, Pray And Sweat!

Why Fear? The Stuff Of My Being Is Matter, Ever Changing, Ever Moving, But Never Lost; So What Need Of Denominations And Creeds To Deny Myself The Comfort Of All My Fellow Men? The Wide Belt Of The Universe Has No Need For Finger-rings. I Am One With The Infinite And Need No Other Assurance.