Look at those they call unfortunate and at a closer view, you'll find many of them are unwise.

When the long, varnished buds of beech Point out beyond their reach, And tanned by summer suns Leaves of bright bryony turn bronze, And gossamer floats bright and wet From trees that are their own sunset, Spring, summer, autumn I come here, And what is there to fear? And yet I never lose the feeling That someone else behind is stealing Or else in front has disappeared; Though nothing I have seen or heard, Makes me still walk beneath these boughs With cautious step as in a haunted house.

Our children lost our direction because they have been compromised. They have found freedom at the ballot box, and then they have taken on plastic chains around their minds and souls and mortgage their future on credit cards. They have to learn better - they have to learn the value of ideas and health as opposed to wealth.

We were trying to transform America, not triumph over white folk.

For most of the world, civil and political rights... come as luxuries that are far away in the future.

No nation as rich as ours should have so many people isolated on islands of poverty in such a sea of material wealth.

Bill [Clinton] is every bit as black as Barack. He's probably gone with more black women than Barack.