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The world is shrinking together; it is finding itself neighbor to itself in strange, almost magic degree.

W. E. B. Du Bois

A little less complaint and whining, and a little more dogged work and manly striving, would do us more credit than a thousand civil rights bills.
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Bill Civilization Man Price Right Work
But we do not merely protest; we make renewed demand for freedom in that vast kingdom of the human spirit where freedom has ever had the right to dwell:the expressing of thought to unstuffed ears; the dreaming of dreams by untwisted souls.
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Demand Dream Expression Freedom Human Soul Spirit
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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Children Death Disappointment Happiness Hide Music People Suffering True Way World
Believe in life! Always human beings will live and progress to greater, broader, and fuller life.
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Believe Greatness Hope Human Life Progress
One thing alone I charge you. As you live, believe in life! Always human beings will live and progress to greater, broader and fuller life. The only possible death is to lose belief in this truth simply because the great end comes slowly, because time is long.
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Believe Death Greatness Human Life Live Possible Progress Simplicity Time
I believe that all men, black and brown, and white, are brothers, varying, through Time and Opportunity, in form and gift and feature, but differing in no essential particular, and alike in soul and in the possibility of infinite development.
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Believe Black Brother Development Men Myself Opportunity Possible Soul Time
The favorite device of the devil, ancient and modern, is to force a human being into a more or less artificial class, accuse the class of unnamed and unnameable sin, and then damn any individual in the alleged class, however innocent he may be.
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Class Device Devil Diversity Innocent Justice Sin
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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Glory Pay Simplicity Thinking Truth Work
A little less complaint and whining, and a little more dogged work and manly striving, would do us more credit than a thousand civil rights bills.
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Bill Civilization Man Price Right Work
Strive for that greatness of spirit that measures life not by its disappointments but by its possibilities.
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Choice Disappointment Greatness Inspirational Life Possible Spirit
I am especially glad of the divine gift of laughter: it has made the world human and lovable, despite all its pain and wrong.
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Divine Gift Human Laughter Love Pain World Wrong
The time must come when, great and pressing as change and betterment may be, they do not involve killing and hurting people.
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Better Change Death Hurt Kill People Time
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.
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Hurt Live Man Perfection Rain Reality Storm Stress Suffering Woman Work World
The emancipation of man is the emancipation of labor and the emancipation of labor is the freeing of that basic majority of workers who are yellow, brown and black.
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Black Freedom Man Work
Race prejudice decreases values, both real estate and human.
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Human Prejudice Race Reality Value Worth
We cannot escape the clear fact that what is going to win in this world is reason, if this ever becomes a reasonable world.
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Escape Reason Run Win World

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