“Eastward and westward storms are breaking,--great, ugly whirlwinds of hatred and blood and cruelty. I will not believe them inevitable.” — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“My 'morals' were sound, even a bit puritanic, but when a hidebound old deacon inveighed against dancing I rebelled. By the time… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“Those whose eyes twenty-five and more years before had seen "the glory of the coming of the Lord," saw in every present… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“The South believed an educated Negro to be a dangerous Negro. And the South was not wholly wrong; for education among all kinds of… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“So flagrant became the political scandals that reputable men began to leave politics alone, and politics consequently became disreputable. Men began to pride themselves… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“A university is a human invention for the transmission of knowledge and culture from generation to generation, through the training of quick minds and… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“A resistless feeling of depression falls slowly upon us, despite the gaudy sunshine and the green cotton-fields. This, then, is the Cotton Kingdom--the shadow… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“All life long crying without avail, As the water all night long is crying to me.” — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“Again, we may decry the color-prejudice of the South, yet it remains a heavy fact. Such curious kinks of the human mind exist and… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“Lo! we are diseased and dying, cried the dark hosts; we cannot write, our voting is vain; what need of education, since we must… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“Not a single Southern legislature stood ready to admit a Negro, under any conditions, to the polls; not a single Southern legislature believed free… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“I sit with Shakespeare, and he winces not. Across the color line I move arm and arm with Balzac and Dumas, where smiling men… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“He began to have a dim feeling that, to attain his place in the world, he must be himself, and not another.” — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“Thus it is doubly difficult to write of this period calmly, so intense was the feeling, so mighty the human passions that swayed and… — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
“perhaps, having already reached conclusions in our own minds, we are loth to have them disturbed by facts.” — W.E.B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
