What Am I Most Ashamed Of In

When I Was A Child And They Burned Me Out Of My Home, I Was Frightened And I Ran Away. Eventually I Ran Far Away. It Was To A Place Called France. Many Of You Have Been There, And Many Have Not. But I Must Tell You, Ladies And Gentlemen, In That Country I Never Feared. It Was Like A Fairyland Place.

I Believe If The White And Colored People Could Get Together And Be Let Alone, They Would Understand Each Other And Consequently Love Each Other.

One Day I Realized I Was Living In A Country Where I Was Afraid To Be Black. It Was Only A Country For White People. Not Black. So I Left. I Had Been Suffocating In The United States... A Lot Of Us Left, Not Because We Wanted To Leave, But Because We Couldn't Stand It Anymore... I Felt Liberated In Paris.

The White Imagination Is Sure Something When It Comes To Blacks.

Sex Was A Pleasurable Form Of Exercise, Like Dancing.