W.E.B. Du Bois: “But whisper--speak--call, great God, for Thy silence is white terror to our hearts!”

If somewhere in this whirl and chaos of things there dwells Eternal Good, pitiful yet masterful, then anon in His good time America shall rend the Veil and the prisoned shall go free.

Actively we have woven ourselves with the very warp and woof of this nation,—we fought their battles, shared their sorrow, mingled our blood with theirs, and generation after generation have pleaded with a headstrong, careless people to…

Would America have been America without her Negro people?

But whichever it is, the meaning is always clear: that sometime, somewhere, men will judge men by their souls and not by their skins.