“Beloved, we join hands here to pray for gin. An aridity defiles us. Our innards thirst for the juice of juniper. Something must be done. The drought threatens to destroy us. Surely, God who let manna fall from the heavens… — Wallace Thurman Copy Share Image
I cannot bear to associate with the ordinary run of people. I have to surround myself with individuals who for the most part are… — Wallace Thurman Copy Share Image
The Negro and all things negroid had become a fad, and Harlem had become a shrine to which feverish pilgrimages were in order .… — Wallace Thurman Copy Share Image
Color prejudice and religion are akin in one respect. Some folks have it and some don't, and the kernel that is responsible for it… — Wallace Thurman Copy Share Image
If but a few live coals are found in a mountain of ashes, no one should be disappointed. Genius is a rare quality in… — Wallace Thurman Copy Share Image
We are mere journeymen, planting seeds for someone else to harvest. — Wallace Thurman Copy Share Image
“Beloved, we join hands here to pray for gin. An aridity defiles us. Our innards thirst for the juice of juniper. Something must be… — Wallace Thurman Copy Share Image
Being a Negro writer these days is a racket and I'm going to make the most of it while it lasts. About twice a… — Wallace Thurman Copy Share Image
