I Most Sincerely Doubt If Any Other

No People Can More Exactly Interpret The Inmost Meaning Of The Present Situation In Ireland Than The American Negro. The Scheme Is Simple. You Knock A Man Down And Then Have Him Arrested For Assault. You Kill A Man And Then Hang The Corpse.

As Negro Voting Increased, Congress Got An Improved Sense Of Hearing.

I Am Especially Glad Of The Divine Gift Of Laughter: It Has Made The World Human And Lovable, Despite All Its Pain And Wrong.

I Believe That All Men, Black And Brown, And White, Are Brothers, Varying, Through Time And Opportunity, In Form And Gift And Feature, But Differing In No Essential Particular, And Alike In Soul And In The Possibility Of Infinite Development.

There Can Be No Perfect Democracy Curtailed By Color, Race, Or Poverty. But With All We Accomplish All, Even Peace.