W.E.B. Du Bois: “All she had seen and dreamed of seeing in the rising, blazing sun she saw now again and with it myriads more of human…”

He would not bleach his Negro soul in a flood of white Americanism, for he knows that Negro blood has a message for the world.

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.

Whatever of good may have come in these years of change, the shadow of a deep disappointment rests upon the Negro people,—a disappointment all the more bitter because the unattained ideal was unbounded save by the simple ignorance of a…

By 1830 slavery seemed hopelessly fastened on the South, and the slaves thoroughly cowed into submission.