W.E.B. Du Bois: “You might have noted only the physical dying, the shattered frame and hacking cough; but in that soul lay deeper death…”

Then it dawned upon me with a certain suddenness that I was different from the others; or like, mayhap, in heart and life and longing, but shut out from their world by a vast veil.

Between me and the other world there is ever an unasked question: unasked by some through feelings of delicacy; by others through the difficulty of rightly framing it.

Whatever of good may have come in these years of change, the shadow of a deep disappointment rests upon the Negro people,—a disappointment all the more bitter because the unattained ideal was unbounded save by the simple ignorance of a…

Three things characterized this religion of the slave,—the Preacher, the Music, and the Frenzy.