He was no longer a thing apart, a creature below, a strange outcast of another clime and blood, but her Brother Humanity incarnate, Son of God and great All-Father of the race to be.
W.E.B. Du Bois: “He was no longer a thing apart, a creature below, a strange outcast of another clime and blood, but her Brother Humanity…”
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This passage highlights the transformation of perception, seeing a person as part of a greater human family.
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