She was my first love, and I loved her as only a boy loves.
Young man, young man, your arm's too short to box with God.
As I look back now I can see that I was a perfect little aristocrat.
Washington shows the Negro not only at his best, but also at his worst.
As yet, the Negroes themselves do not fully appreciate these old slave songs.
And so for a couple of years my life was divided between my music and my school books.
Labor is the fabled magician's wand, the philosophers stone, and the cap of good fortune.
I thought of Paris as a beauty spot on the face of the earth, and of London as a big freckle.
I had enjoyed life in Paris, and, taking all things into consideration, enjoyed it wholesomely.
My mother was kept very busy with her sewing; sometimes she would have another woman helping her.