We have this exhibit of black collectibles, all donated, ... Soon we are going to change this out for an exhibit about the home itself.

Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind

Negroes - Sweet and docile, Meek, humble, and kind: Beware the day - They change their mind

To my mind, it is the duty of the younger Negro artist, if he accepts any duties at all from outsiders, to change through the force of his art that old whispering 'I want to be white,' hidden in the aspirations of his people, to 'Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro - and beautiful!'

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.