W.E.B. Du Bois: “It will demand broad-minded, upright men, both white and black, and in its final accomplishment American civilization…”

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.

This, then, is the end of his striving: to be a co-worker in the kingdom of culture, to escape both death and isolation, to husband and use his best powers and his latent genius.

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.

To be a poor man is hard, but to be a poor race in a land of dollars is the very bottom of hardships.