So She Sat On The

If You Haven't Got It, You Can't Show It. If You Have Got It, You Can't Hide It.

Friendship Is A Mysterious And Ocean-bottom Thing. Who Can Know The Outer Ranges Of It? Perhaps No Human Being Has Ever Explored Its Limits.

Now, Suppose A Negro Does Something Really Magnificent, And I Glory, Not In The Benefit To Mankind, But In The Fact That The Doer Was A Negro. Must I Not Also Go Hang My Head In Shame When A Member Of My Race Does Something Execrable? . . . The White Race Did Not Go Into A Laboratory And Invent Incandescent Light. That Was Edison. . . . If You Are Under The Impression That Every White Man Is An Edison, Just Look Around A Bit.

She Had An Inside And An Outside Now And Suddenly She Knew How Not To Mix Them.

Sweat, Sweat, Sweat! Work And Sweat, Cry And Sweat, Pray And Sweat!