A Violinist Had A Violin, A Painter

You Must Get An Education. You Must Go To School, And You Must Learn To Protect Yourself. And You Must Learn To Protect Yourself With The Pen, And Not The Gun.

Surely The Day Will Come When Color Means Nothing More Than The Skin Tone, When Religion Is Seen Uniquely As A Way To Speak One's Soul; When Birth Places Have The Weight Of A Throw Of The Dice And All Men Are Born Free, When Understanding Breeds Love And Brotherhood.

The Hate Directed Against The Colored People Here In St. Louis Has Always Given Me A Sad Feeling... How Can You Expect The World To Believe In You And Respect Your Preaching Of Democracy When You Yourself Treat Your Colored Brothers As You Do?

The Old Catholic Parties Hounded Me With A Christian Hatred From Station To Station, City To City, One Stage To Another.

One Day I Realized I Was Living In A Country Where I Was Afraid To Be Black. It Was Only A Country For White People. Not Black. So I Left. I Had Been Suffocating In The United States... A Lot Of Us Left, Not Because We Wanted To Leave, But Because We Couldn't Stand It Anymore... I Felt Liberated In Paris.