The Cause Of War Is Preparation For

It Is As Though Nature Must Needs Make Men Narrow In Order To Give Them Force.

Between Me And The Other World There Is Ever An Unasked Question: Unasked By Some Through Feelings Of Delicacy; By Others Through The Difficulty Of Rightly Framing It. All, Nevertheless, Flutter Round It. How Does It Feel To Be A Problem?

There May Often Be Excuse For Doing Things Poorly In This World, But There Is Never Any Excuse For Calling A Poorly Done Thing, Well Done.

Among Negroes Of My Generation There Was Not Only Little Direct Acquaintance Or Consciously Inherited Knowledge Of Africa, But Much Distaste And Recoil Because Of What The White World Taught Them About The Dark Continent. There Arose Resentment That A Group Like Ours, Born And Bred In The United States For Centuries, Should Be Regarded As Africans At All. They Were, As Most Of Them Began Gradually To Assert, Americans. My Father's Father Was Particularly Bitter About This. He Would Not Accept An Invitation To A 'negro' Picnic. He Would Not Segregate Himself In Any Way.

The Problem Of The Twentieth Century Is The Problem Of The Color Line.