History Is Written By Winners.

In All Of Us There Is A Hunger, Marrow-deep, To Know Our Heritage- To Know Who We Are And Where We Have Come From. Without This Enriching Knowledge, There Is A Hollow Yearning. No Matter What Our Attainments In Life, There Is Still A Vacuum, An Emptiness, And The Most Disquieting Loneliness.

Most Of The Things That Are Asked Of Me As A Representative Black Person, Would Suggest Never Are We Equal Americans.

There Was A Great Deal Of Inbreeding Between The Indians And The Slaves. Genetically Speaking, Black People Are Some Part Black, Some Part European.

I Suppose That It Was Inevitable That My Word-base Broadened. I Could Now For The First Time Pick Up A Book And Read And Now Begin To Understand What The Book Was Saying. Anyone Who Has Read A Great Deal Can Imagine The New World That Opened. Let Me Tell You Something: From Then Until I Left That Prison, In Every Free Moment I Had, If I Was Not Reading In The Library, I Was Reading In My Bunk. You Couldn’t Have Gotten Me Out Of My Books With A Wedge...months Passed Without My Even Thinking About Being Imprisoned. In Fact, Up To Then, I Never Had Been So Truly Free In My Life.

I Can't Feel Irish To Save My Soul, But It's A Fact.