W.E.B. Du Bois: “The mass of men, even of the more intelligent men, not only knew little about each other but less about the action of…”

The Nation has not yet found peace from its sins; the freedman has not yet found in freedom his promised land.

Fully ninety-four per cent have struggled for land and failed, and half of them sit in hopeless serfdom.

I had thereafter no desire to tear down that veil, to creep through; I held all beyond it in common contempt, and lived above it in a region of blue sky and great wandering shadows.

After the Egyptian and Indian, the Greek and Roman, the Teuton and Mongolian, the Negro is a sort of seventh son, born with a veil, and gifted with second-sight in this American world,—a world which yields him no true self-consciousness…