Booker T. Washington: “An individual who has a bank account walks through a street so much more erect; he looks people in the face.”

I can scarcely imagine any torture, except, perhaps, the pulling of a tooth, that is equal to that caused by putting on a new flax shirt for the first time.

I repeat my belief that the world is growing in the direction of giving.

Having once got its tentacles fastened on to the economic and social life of the Republic, it was no easy matter for the country to relieve itself of the institution.

Even to this day I can recall accurately the tortures that I underwent when putting on one of these garments.