Happiness, I do not know where to turn to discover you on earth, in the air or the sky; yet I know you exist and are no futile dream.
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Born:
February 24, 1837
Death: July 15, 1885 |
“When the Negro cries with pain from his deep hurt and lays his petition for elemental justice before the nation, he is calling upon the American people to kindle about that crucible of race relationships the fires of American faith.”
“I've probably saved thousands of peoples' lives with my educational message on snake bites, how to get in around venomous anything.”