The Negro and all things negroid had become a fad, and Harlem had become a shrine to which feverish pilgrimages were in order . . . Seventh Avenue was the gorge into which Harlem cliff dwellers crowded to promenade. — 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
