Enter To Learn; Depart To Serve.

For I Am My Mother's Daughter, And The Drums Of Africa Still Beat In My Heart.

In Each Experience Of My Life, I Have Had To Step Out Of One Little Space Of The Known Light, Into A Large Area Of Darkness. I Had To Stand Awhile In The Darkness, And Then Gradually God Has Given Me Light. But Not To Linger In. For As Soon As That Light Has Felt Familiar, Then The Call Has Always Come To Step Out Ahead Again Into New Darkness.

Cease To Be A Drudge, Seek To Be An Artist.

I Thought, Maybe The Difference Between White Folks And Colored Is Just This Matter Of Reading And Writing. I Made Up My Mind I Would Know My Letters.

[to The Patronizing Train Conductor Who Had Twice Said, 'auntie, Give Me Your Ticket':] Which Of My Sister's Sons Are You?