Blues Had The Pulse Beat Of The

Go Home And Write / A Page Tonight. / And Let That Page Come Out Of You - / Then, It Will Be True.

There Is No Color Line In Art.

I Look At My Own Body With Eyes No Longer Blind- And I See That My Own Hands Can Make The World That's In My Mind.

Blues Had The Pulse Beat Of The People Who Keep On Going.

When I Were A Young Man, I Used To Play Baseball And Steal Bases Just Like Jackie Robinson. If The Empire Would Rule Me Out, I Would Get Mad And Hit The Empire.