The Problem Of The Twentieth Century Is

Education Must Not Simply Teach Work-it Must Teach Life.

Raphael Painted, Luther Preached, Corneille Wrote, And Milton Sang; And Through It All, For Four Hundred Years, The Dark Captives Wound To The Sea Amid The Bleaching Bones Of The Dead: For Four Hundred Years The Sharks Followed The Scurrying Ships; For Four Hundred Years America Was Strewn With The Living And Dying Millions Of A Transplanted Race; For Four Hundred Years Ethiopia Stretched Forth Her Hands Unto God.

At Best, The Natural Good-nature Is Edged With Complaint Or Has Changed Into Sullenness And Gloom. And Now And Then It Blazes Forth In Veiled But Hot Anger.

Unfortunately There Was One Thing That The White South Feared More Than Negro Dishonesty, Ignorance, And Incompetency, And That Was Negro Honesty, Knowledge, And Efficiency.

But Art Is Not Simply Works Of Art; It Is The Spirit That Knows Beauty, That Has Music In Its Soul And The Color Of Sunsets In Its Headkerchiefs; That Can Dance On A Flaming World And Make The World Dance, Too.