I shall never permit myself to stoop so low as to hate any man.
BOOKER T. WASHINGTONWe all should rise, above the clouds of ignorance, narrowness, and selfishness.
More Booker T. Washington Quotes
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Excellence is to do a common thing in an uncommon way.
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In any country, regardless of what its laws say, wherever people act upon the idea that the disadvantage of one man is the good of another, there slavery exists.
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No white American ever thinks that any other race is wholly civilized until he wears the white man’s clothes, eats the white man’s food, speaks the white man’s language, and professes the white man’s religion.
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I pity from the bottom of my heart any individual who is so unfortunate as to get into the habit of holding race prejudice, for nothing else makes one so blind and narrow.
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A sure way for one to lift himself up is by helping to lift someone else.
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I believe that any man’s life will be filled with constant and unexpected encouragement, if he makes up his mind to do his level best each day, and as nearly as possible reaching the high-water mark of pure and useful living.
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Dignify and glorify common labor. It is at the bottom of life that we must begin, not at the top.
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Those who are happiest are those who do the most for others.
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Few things help an individual more than to place responsibility upon him, and to let him know that you trust him.
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Character is power.
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A race, like an individual, lifts itself up by lifting others up.
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I pity from the bottom of my heart any individual who is so unfortunate as to get into the habit of holding race prejudice, for nothing else makes one so blind and narrow.
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Character is power.
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I let no man drag me down so low as to make me hate him.
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We went into slavery with chains clanking about our wrists; we came out with the American ballot in our hands.
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