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How Hard A Thing Is Life To The Lowly And Yet How Human And Real Is It? And All This Life And Love And Strife And Failure, - Is It The Twilight Of Nightfall Or The Flush Of Some Faint-dawning Day? The Answer Lies In Each Of Us. For Somewhere In Your Past ... Somewhere Some 100 Years Ago?there Rose From The Smoldering Ashes Of Slavery?a Proud And Humble Family Who Suffered And Struggled With Life. A Family Who Found The Strength To Endure All The Indignities Of Life In America, And That Family Had The Hope For A Taste Of Her Bounties In The Future.

Why Did God Make Me An Outcast And A Stranger In Mine Own House? The Shades Of The Prison-house Closed Round About Us All: Walls Strait And Stubborn To The Whitest, But Relentlessly Narrow, Tall, And Unscalable To Sons Of Night Who Must Plod Darkly On In Resignation, Or Beat Unavailing Palms Against The Stone, Or Steadily, Half Hopelessly, Watch The Streak Of Blue Above.

America Is Not Another Word For Opportunity To All Her Sons.

When You Have Mastered Numbers, You Will In Fact No Longer Be Reading Numbers, Any More Than You Read Words When Reading Books You Will Be Reading Meanings.

Now Is The Accepted Time, Not Tomorrow, Not Some More Convenient Season. It Is Today That Our Best Work Can Be Done.