My Hopes Were Never Brighter Than Now.

[...] Endless Action And Reaction. Those Beautifully Rounded Pebbles Which You Gather On The Sand And Which You Hold In Your Hand And Marvel At Their Exceeding Smoothness, Were Chiseled Into Their Varies And Graceful Forms By The Ceaseless Action Of Countless Waves. Nature Is Herself A Great Worker And Never Tolerates, Without Certain Rebuke, Any Contradiction To Her Wise Example. Inaction Is Followed By Stagnation. Stagnation Is Followed By Pestilence And Pestilence Is Followed By Death.

We Are Americans, Speaking The Same Language, Adopting The Same Customs, Holding The Same General Opinions... And Shall Rise And Fall With Americans.

Everybody Has Asked The Question, ... 'what Shall We Do With The Negro?' I Have Had But One Answer From The Beginning. Do Nothing With Us! You're Doing With Us Has Already Played The Mischief With Us. Do Nothing With Us! If The Apples Will Not Remain On The Tree Of Their Own Strength, ... Let Them Fall! I Am Not For Tying Or Fastening Them On The Tree In Any Way, Except By Nature's Plan, And If They Will Not Stay There, Let Them Fall. And If The Negro Cannot Stand On His Own Legs, Let Him Fall Also.

The Constitution Of The United States Knows No Distinction Between Citizens On Account Of Color. Neither Does It Know Any Difference Between A Citizen Of A State And A Citizen Of The United States.

I Prefer To Be True To Myself, Even At The Hazard Of Incurring The Ridicule Of Others, Rather Than To Be False, And To Incur My Own Abhorrence.