So often do you see collegians enter life with high resolve and lofty purpose and then watch them shrink and shrink to sordid, selfish,… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
If there is anybody in this land who thoroughly believes that the meek shall inherit the earth they have not often let their presence… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
Men we shall have only as we make manhood the object of the work of the schools - intelligence, broad sympathy, knowledge of the… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
Had it not been for the race problem early thrust upon me and enveloping me, I should have probably been an unquestioning worshipper at… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
Before and after emancipation, the Negro, in self-defense, was propelled toward the white employer. The endowments of wealthy white men have developed great institutions… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
The use of slave women as day workers naturally broke up or made impossible the normal Negro home, and this and the slave code… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
Before the Civil War, the Negro was certainly as efficient a workman as the raw immigrant from Ireland or Germany. But, whereas the Irishmen… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
All art is propaganda, and ever must be, despite the wailing of the purists. I stand in utter shamelessness and say that whatever art… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
The ruling of men is the effort to direct the individual actions of many persons toward some end. This end theoretically should be the… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
Education is that whole system of human training within and without the school house walls, which molds and develops men. — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
From the day of its birth, the anomaly of slavery plagued a nation which asserted the equality of all men, and sought to derive… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
It is the stars, it is the ancient stars, it is the young and everlasting stars! — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
It is a peculiar sensation, this double-consciousness, this sense of always looking at one's self through the eyes of others, of measuring one's soul… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share
