They Realize At Last That

I Feel My Soul As Vast As The World, Truly A Soul As Deep As The Deepest Of Rivers; My Chest Has The Power To Expand To Infinity. I Was Made To Give And They Prescribe For Me The Humility Of The Cripple.

I Am Black; I Am In Total Fusion With The World, In Sympathetic Affinity With The Earth, Losing My Id In The Heart Of The Cosmos -- And The White Man, However Intelligent He May Be, Is Incapable Of Understanding Louis Armstrong Or Songs From The Congo. I Am Black, Not Because Of A Curse, But Because My Skin Has Been Able To Capture All The Cosmic Effluvia. I Am Truly A Drop Of Sun Under The Earth.

However Painful It May Be For Me To Accept This Conclusion, I Am Obliged To State It: For The Black Man There Is Only One Destiny. And It Is White.

Capitalist Exploitation And Cartels And Monopolies Are The Enemies Of Underdeveloped Countries. On The Other Hand A Regime Which Is Completely Oriented Towards The People As A Whole And Based On The Principle That Man Is The Most Precious Of All Possessions, Will Allow Us To Go Forward More Quickly And More Harmoniously, And Thus Make Impossible That Caricature Of Society Where All Economic And Political Power Is Held In The Hands Of A Few Who Regard The Nation As A Whole With Scorn And Contempt.

I Ascribe A Basic Importance To The Phenomenon Of Language. To Speak Means To Be In A Position To Use A Certain Syntax, To Grasp The Morphology Of This Or That Language, But It Means Above All To Assume A Culture, To Support The Weight Of A Civilization.