If I were to ask you for example right now to go back with me and define those moments in your life that shaped you as a person and you began to reexamine them, something would happen.
In its entirety, probably, it follows us at every instant; all that we have felt, thought and willed from our earliest infancy is there, leaning over the present which is about to join it, pressing against the portals of consciousness that would fain leave it outside.
Poetry is one of the destinies of speech… One would say that the poetic image, in its newness, opens a future to language.
God loves us; the devil hates us. God wants us to have a fulness of joy as He has. The devil wants us to be miserable as he is. God gives us commandments to bless us. The devil would have us break these commandments to curse us.
Yet would we die as some have done, beating a way for the rising sun.
I shall go further and say that even if an examination of the past could lead to any valid prediction concerning man’s future, that prediction would be the contrary of reassuring.
If I had taken a doctoral degree, it would have stifled any writing capacity.
If you would be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams – the more they are condensed, the deeper they burn.
This crusade is much more important than the anti- lynching movement, because there would be no lynching if it did not start in the schoolroom.
I find it extraordinary that anyone would have an intellectual conversion to Roman Catholicism.