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To Avoid The Consequences Of Posterity The Mulattos Give The Blacks A First Class Letting Alone. There Is A Frantic Stampede White-ward To Escape From Jamaica's Black Mass.

Perhaps, It Is Just As Well To Be Rash And Foolish For A While. If Writers Were Too Wise, Perhaps No Books Would Be Written At All. It Might Be Better To Ask Yourself "why?" Afterwards Than Before. Anyway, The Force From Somewhere In Space Which Commands You To Write In The First Place, Gives You No Choice. You Take Up The Pen When You Are Told, And Write What Is Commanded. There Is No Agony Like Bearing An Untold Story Inside You.

Anybody Depending On Somebody Else's Gods Is Depending On A Fox Not To Eat Chickens.

The Very Best Place To Be In All The World Is St. Mary's Parish, Jamaica. And The Best Spot In St. Mary's Is Port Maria, Though All Of St. Mary's Is Fine. Old Maker Put Himself To A Lot Of Trouble To Make That Part Of The Island Of Jamaica, For Everything There Is Perfect.

Tain't No Use In You Cryin' . . . But Folks Is Meant To Cry 'bout Somethin' Or Other. Better Leave Things De Way Dey Is. Youse Young Yet. No Tellin' Whut Mout Happen Befo' You Die.