It's No Use Of Talking Unless People

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

I Made Up My Mind To Keep My Feelings To Myself Since They Did Not Seem To Matter To Anyone Else But Me.

The Game Of Keeping What One Has Is Never So Exciting As The Game Of Getting.

Africa Has Her Mouth On Moses.

I Am Not Tragically Colored. There Is No Great Sorrow Dammed Up In My Soul, Nor Lurking Behind My Eyes. I Do Not Mind At All.