Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
Everything in the universe has a rhythm, everything dances.
My people had used music to soothe slavery's torment or to propitiate God, or to describe the sweetness of love and the distress of lovelessness, but I knew no race could sing and dance its way to freedom.
Always in the black spirituals there's that promise that things are going to be better, by and by.
All riddles are blues, / And all blues are sad, / And I'm only mentioning / Some blues I've had.
The music was my friend, my lover, my family.
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