W.E.B. Du Bois: “Of course, the foundation of such a system must be a high, ethical ideal.”

The form and disposition of the laborers’ cabins throughout the Black Belt is to-day the same as in slavery days.

Through history, the powers of single black men flash here and there like falling stars, and die sometimes before the world has rightly gauged their brightness.

One ever feels his twoness,—an American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivings; two warring ideals in one dark body, whose dogged strength alone keeps it from being torn asunder.

Fully ninety-four per cent have struggled for land and failed, and half of them sit in hopeless serfdom.