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.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “One ever feels his twoness,—an American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivings; two warring…”
Editor's note · Context
This passage further elaborates on the concept of "twoness," describing the internal conflict of being both American and Negro, with warring ideals within one body.
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