The Loss Of Love Is

[w]e Have Always Resented The Natural Inclination Of Most White People To Demand Spirituals The Moment It Is Known That A Negro Is About To Sing. So Often The Request Has Seemed To Savor Of The Feeling That We Could Do This And This Alone.

Never Love With All Your Heart, It Only Ends In Aching.

We Were Not Made To Eternally Weep.

Whatever Lives Is Granted Breath But By The Grace And Sufferance Of Death.

Lord, I Fashion Dark Gods, Too, Daring Even To Give You Dark Despairing Features