Let us listen to the voices of our Forebears ... In the smoky cabin, souls that wish us well are murmuring. — Leopold Sedar Senghor Copy Share Image
The [priest] was really my teacher, because I reacted against the things he told me. — Leopold Sedar Senghor Copy Share Image
Let us listen to the voices of our Forebears ... In the smoky cabin, souls that wish us well are murmuring. — Leopold Sedar Senghor Copy Share Image
The civilization of the twentieth century cannot be universal except by being a dynamic synthesis of all the cultural values of all civilizations. It… — Leopold Sedar Senghor Copy Share Image
The equilibrium you admire in me is an unstable one, difficult to maintain. My inner life was split early between the call of the… — Leopold Sedar Senghor Copy Share Image
What if this were Hell, this absence of sleep, this poet's desert, this pain of living, this dying of not dying, this anguish of… — Leopold Sedar Senghor Copy Share Image
“New York! I say New York, let black blood flow into your blood. Let it wash the rust from your steel joints, like an… — Léopold Sédar Senghor Copy Share Image
I have always taken care to put an idea or emotion behind my words. I have made it a habit to be suspicious of… — Leopold Sedar Senghor Copy Share Image
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