Believe In Life! Always Human Beings Will

Raphael Painted, Luther Preached, Corneille Wrote, And Milton Sang; And Through It All, For Four Hundred Years, The Dark Captives Wound To The Sea Amid The Bleaching Bones Of The Dead: For Four Hundred Years The Sharks Followed The Scurrying Ships; For Four Hundred Years America Was Strewn With The Living And Dying Millions Of A Transplanted Race; For Four Hundred Years Ethiopia Stretched Forth Her Hands Unto God.

I Believe In Liberty For All Men: The Space To Stretch Their Arms And Their Souls.

Strive For That Greatness Of Spirit That Measures Life Not By Its Disappointments But By Its Possibilities.

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.

In The Treatment Of The Child The World Foreshadows Its Own Future And Faith. All Words And All Thinking Lead To The Child, - To That Vast Immortality And Wide Sweep Of Infinite Possibility Which The Child Represents.