From out the caves of evening that swing between the strong-limbed earth and the tracery of the stars, I summon Aristotle and Aurelius and what soul I will, and they come all graciously with no scorn nor condescension.
Du Bois expresses his ability to engage with the greatest minds of history, finding intellectual companionship free from the racial prejudice of his contemporary world.
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