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W. E. B. Du Bois

The Souls of Black Folk

  • peaceisonthewayhar citeretfor 9 år siden
    They who live without knew not nor dreamed of that full power within, that mighty inspiration which the dull gauze of caste decreed that most men should not know.
  • Nicole Nairhar citeretfor 4 år siden
    they but know that this were sacrifice and not a meaner thing.
  • Nicole Nairhar citeretfor 4 år siden
    Such a double life, with double thoughts, double duties, and double social classes, must give rise to double words and double ideals, and tempt the mind to pretence or revolt, to hypocrisy or radicalism.
  • Nicole Nairhar citeretfor 4 år siden
    by a plain, unvarnished tale.
  • Nicole Nairhar citeretfor 4 år siden
    finally, when you fasten crime upon this race as its peculiar trait, they answer that slavery was the arch-crime, and lynching and lawlessness its twin abortions;
  • Nicole Nairhar citeretfor 4 år siden
    teachers in these institutions came not to keep the Negroes in their place, but to raise them out of the defilement of the places where slavery had wallowed them.
  • al mhar citeretfor 5 år siden
    Till the last moon droop and the last tide fail,
    And the fire of the end begin to burn in the west
  • Mauricio Patrónhar citeretfor 5 år siden
    If somewhere in this whirl and chaos of things there dwells Eternal Good, pitiful yet masterful, then anon in His good time America shall rend the Veil and the prisoned shall go free.
  • Mauricio Patrónhar citeretfor 5 år siden
    Around us the history of the land has centred for thrice a hundred years; out of the nation's heart we have called all that was best to throttle and subdue all that was worst; fire and blood, prayer and sacrifice, have billowed over this people, and they have found peace only in the altars of the God of Right. Nor has our gift of the Spirit been merely passive. Actively we have woven ourselves with the very warp and woof of this nation,—we fought their battles, shared their sorrow, mingled our blood with theirs, and generation after generation have pleaded with a headstrong, careless people to despise not Justice, Mercy, and Truth, lest the nation be smitten with a curse. Our song, our toil, our cheer, and warning have been given to this nation in blood-brotherhood. Are not these gifts worth the giving? Is not this work and striving? Would America have been America without her Negro people?
  • Mauricio Patrónhar citeretfor 5 år siden
    So wofully unorganized is sociological knowledge that the meaning of progress, the meaning of "swift" and "slow" in human doing, and the limits of human perfectability, are veiled, unanswered sphinxes on the shores of science.
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