If The American Negro Is To Have

The Answer To Injustice Is Not To Silence The Critic But To End The Injustice.

I Am Truly Happy That I Am Able To Travel From Time To Time To The Ussr The Country I Love Above All. I Always Have Been, I Am Now And Will Always Be A Loyal Friend Of The Soviet Union.

Artists Are The Gate Keepers Of Truth. We Are Civilization’s Radical Voice.

Yes, I Heard My People Singing!-in The Glow Of Parlor Coal-stove And On Summer Porches Sweet With Lilac Air, From Choir Loft And Sunday Morning Pews-and My Soul Was Filled With Their Harmonies. Then, Too, I Heard These Songs In The Very Sermons Of My Father, For In The Negro's Speech There Is Much Of The Phrasing And Rhythms Of Folk-song. The Great, Soaring Gospels We Love Are Merely Sermons That Are Sung; And As We Thrill To Such Gifted Gospel Singers As Mahalia Jackson, We Hear The Rhythmic Eloquence Of Our Preachers, So Many Of Whom, Like My Father, Are Masters Of Poetic Speech.

My Future Depends Mostly Upon Myself.