Some Know The Value Of

Yet People In General Will Say They Like Colored Men As Well As Any Other, But In Their Proper Place.

This Fourth Of July Is Yours, Not Mine. You May Rejoice, I Must Mourn.

I Was Broken In Body, Soul, And Spirit. My Natural Elasticity Was Crushed, My Intellect Languished, The Disposition To Read Departed, The Cheerful Spark That Lingered About My Eye Died; The Dark Night Of Slavery Closed In Upon Me; And Behold A Man Transformed Into A Brute!

Neither We, Nor Any Other People, Will Ever Be Respected Till We Respect Ourselves And We Will Never Respect Ourselves Till We Have The Means To Live Respectfully.

Vainly You Talk About Voting It Down. When You Have Cast Your Millions Of Ballots, You Have Not Reached The Evil. It Has Fastened Its Root Deep Into The Heart Of The Nation, And Nothing But God's Truth And Love Can Cleanse The Land. We Must Change The Moral Sentiment.