James Weldon Johnson Quotes
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When we arrived in London, my sadness at leaving Paris was turned into despair. After my long stay in the French capital, huge, ponderous, massive London seemed to me as ugly a thing as man could contrive to make.
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Any musical person who has never heard a Negro congregation under the spell of religious fervor sing these old songs has missed one of the most thrilling emotions which the human heart may experience.
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Find Sister Caroline...And she's tired—She's weary—Go down, Death, and bring her to me.
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You sang far better than you knew; the songsThat for your listeners’ hungry hearts sufficedStill live,-but more than this to you belongs:You sang a race from wood and stone to Christ.
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My appearance was always good and my ability to play on the piano, especially ragtime, which was then at the height of its vogue, made me a welcome guest.
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Southern white people despise the Negro as a race, and will do nothing to aid in his elevation as such; but for certain individuals they have a strong affection, and are helpful to them in many ways.
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So God stepped over to the edge of the worldAnd He spat out the seven seas;He batted His eyes, and the lightnings flashed;He clapped His hands, and the thunders rolled;And the waters above the earth came down,The cooling waters came down.
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The glory of the day was in her face,The beauty of the night was in her eyes.And over all her loveliness, the graceOf Morning blushing in the early skies.
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Every race and every nation should be judged by the best it has been able to produce, not by the worst.
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And God smiled again,And the rainbow appeared,And curled itself around his shoulder.
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Whose starward eyeSaw chariot 'swing low'? And who was heThat breathed that comforting, melodic sigh,'Nobody knows de trouble I see'?
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I do not see how a people that can find in its conscience any excuse whatever for slowly burning to death a human being, or for tolerating such an act, can be entrusted with the salvation of a race.
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There are a great many colored people who are ashamed of the cake-walk, but I think they ought to be proud of it.
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The glory of the day was in her face,The beauty of the night was in her eyes.
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As yet, the Negroes themselves do not fully appreciate these old slave songs.
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She was my first love, and I loved her as only a boy loves.
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My luck at the gambling table was varied; sometimes I was fifty to a hundred dollars ahead, and at other times I had to borrow money from my fellow workmen to settle my room rent and pay for my meals.
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And God stepped out on space,And He looked around and said,'I'm lonely—I'll make me a world.'
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We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered.
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I believe it to be a fact that the colored people of this country know and understand the white people better than the white people know and understand them.
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It is from the blues that all that may be called American music derives its most distinctive character.
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Some men enjoy the constant strifeOf days with work and worry rife,But that is not my dream of life:I think such men are crazy.For me, a life with worries few,A job of nothing much to do,Just pelf enough to see me through:I fear that I am lazy.
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The battle was first waged over the right of the Negro to be classed as a human being with a soul; later, as to whether he had sufficient intellect to master even the rudiments of learning; and today it is being fought out over his social recognition.
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How would you have us, as we are?Or sinking 'neath the load we bear?Our eyes fixed forward on a star?Or gazing empty at despair?