Art Is An Elastic Sort Of Love.

I Remember When Lindbergh Arrived In Paris, I Was One Of The First Persons To Know About His Landing, Because As The French People Know That I Was Born In St. Louis, Thinking I Would Be Very Proud To Announce It To The Public, They Gave Me The News First. I Was Then Starring In The 'folies Bergere.'

Is That What They Call A Vocation, What You Do With Joy As If You Had Fire In Your Heart, The Devil In Your Body?

I Believe If The White And Colored People Could Get Together And Be Let Alone, They Would Understand Each Other And Consequently Love Each Other.

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?

I Have Walked Into The Palaces Of Kings And Queens And Into The Houses Of Presidents. And Much More. But I Could Not Walk Into A Hotel In America And Get A Cup Of Coffee, And That Made Me Mad.