It is the wind and the rain, O God, the cold and the storm that make this earth of yours to blossom and bear its fruit. So in our lives it is storm and stress and hurt and suffering that make real men and women bring the world’s work to its highest perfection.
W. E. B. DU BOISFor education among all kinds of men always has had, and always will have, an element of danger and revolution, of dissatisfaction and discontent.
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The worker must work for the glory of his handiwork, not simply for pay; the thinker must think for truth, not for fame.
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Unfortunately there was one thing that the white South feared more than Negro dishonesty, ignorance, and incompetency, and that was Negro honesty, knowledge, and efficiency.
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There can be no perfect democracy curtailed by color, race, or poverty. But with all we accomplish all, even peace.
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No universal selfishness can bring social good to all.
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When you have mastered numbers, you will in fact no longer be reading numbers, any more than you read words when reading books You will be reading meanings.
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Disfranchisement is the deliberate theft and robbery of the only protection of poor against rich and black against white.
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I most sincerely doubt if any other race of women could have brought its fineness up through so devilish a fire.
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There is no force equal to a woman determined to rise.
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The return from your work must be the satisfaction which that work brings you and the world’s need of that work. With this, life is heaven, or as near heaven as you can get. Without this – with work which you despise, which bores you, and which the world does not need – this life is hell.
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A man does not look behind the door unless he has stood there himself.
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There is but one coward on earth, and that is the coward that dare not know.
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Strive for that greatness of spirit that measures life not by its disappointments but by its possibilities.
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The music of an unhappy people, of the children of disappointment; they tell of death and suffering and unvoiced longing toward a truer world, of misty wanderings and hidden ways.
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When in this world a man comes forward with a thought, a deed, a vision, we ask not how does he look, but what is his message? The world still wants to ask that a woman primarily be pretty.
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To stimulate wildly weak and untrained minds is to play with mighty fires.
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