I Had As Well Be Killed Running

The Day Dawns; The Morning Star Is Bright Upon The Horizon! The Iron Gate Of Our Prison Stands Half Open. One Gallant Rush From The North Will Fling It Wide Open, While Four Millions Of Our Brothers And Sisters Shall March Out Into Liberty. The Chance Is Now Given You To End In A Day The Bondage Of Centuries, And To Rise In One Bound From Social Degradation To The Place Of Common Equality With All Other Varieties Of Men.

I Know Of No Rights Of Race Superior To The Rights Of Humanity...

What To The Slave Is The 4th Of July.

You Have To Take Power. No One Gives It.

A Man Is Worked On By What He Works On.