Exhaust The Little Moment / Soon It

What Shall I Give My Children? Who Are Poor, / Who Are Adjudged The Leastwise Of The Land...

It Frightens Me To Realize That, If I Had Died Before The Age Of Fifty, I Would Have Died A 'negro' Fraction.

I Don't Like The Idea Of The Black Race Being Diluted Out Of Existence. I Like The Idea Of All Of Us Being Here.

No Man Can Give Me Any Word But Wait.

I've Always Thought Of Myself As A Reporter.