“He who puts a product upon the market as it demands, controls that market, regardless of color. It is simply a survival of the fittest.”

When our thoughts – which bring actions – are filled with hate against anyone, Negro or white, we are in a living hell. That is as real as hell will ever be.

The beating on the tail of the snake may stop his progress a little, but the more vital parts must be struck before his poisonous death-dealing venom will be wiped out.

Fear of something is at the root of hate for others, and hate within will eventually destroy the hater.

I know of nothing more inspiring than that of making discoveries for ones self.

We have become ninety-nine percent money mad. The method of living at home modestly and within our income, laying a little by systematically for the proverbial rainy day which is due to come, can almost be listed among the lost arts.

Nature is the greatest teacher and I learn from her best when others are asleep. In the still dark hours before sunrise God tells me of the plans I am to fulfill.

God is going to reveal to us things He never revealed before if we put our hands in His.

Never a day passes but that I do myself the honor to commune with some of nature’s varied forms.

There is no short cut to achievement. Life requires thorough preparation – veneer isn’t worth anything.

Education is the key to unlock the golden door of freedom.

Whatever you love opens its secrets to you.

My work is that of keeping every operation down (in size) so that the farmer and the man farthest down can get hold of it.

There is literally nothing that I ever asked to do, that I asked the blessed Creator to help me to do, that I have not been able to accomplish.

It is simply service that measures success.

If you listen carefully enough to anything, it will talk to you.

Education, in the broadest of truest sense, will make an individual seek to help all people, regardless of race, regardless of color, regardless of condition.

The colors of my soul do not need anyone’s approval, above my own.

When asked, “Why do you always wear black?”, he said, “I am mourning for my life.

Little as we know about the way in which we are affected by form, by color, and light, we do know this, that they have an actual physical effect.

Under this fine rain I breathe in the innocence of the world. I feel coloured by the nuances of infinity. At this moment I am one with my picture. We are an iridescent chaos.

Money has no color. If you can build a better mousetrap, it won’t matter whether you’re black or white. People will buy it.

One gets to the heart of the matter by a series of experiences in the same pattern, but in different colors.

Literature expresses itself by abstractions, whereas painting, by means of drawing and colour, gives concrete shape to sensations and perceptions.

Light is a thing that cannot be reproduced, but must be represented by something else – by color.