W.E.B. Du Bois: “To create, to do, to accomplish; to know the white glory of mighty midnights and the pale Amen of dawns was his day of…”

Thus we have two great and hardly reconcilable streams of thought and ethical strivings; the danger of the one lies in anarchy, that of the other in hypocrisy.

Away back in the days of bondage they thought to see in one divine event the end of all doubt and disappointment; few men ever worshipped Freedom with half such unquestioning faith as did the American Negro for two centuries.

The direct result of this system is an all-cotton scheme of agriculture and the continued bankruptcy of the tenant.

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 by the tape of a world that looks on in amused contempt and pity.