W.E.B. Du Bois: “I go forty blocks to Marshall's, but the Committee of Fourteen closes Marshall's; they say white women frequent it.”

It is a peculiar sensation, this double-consciousness, this sense of always looking at one’s self through the eyes of others, of measuring one’s soul by the tape of a world that looks on in amused contempt and pity.

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.

The history of the American Negro is the history of this strife,—this longing to attain self-conscious manhood, to merge his double self into a better and truer self.

But they should not keep these prizes, I said; some, all, I would wrest from them.