My daddy was determined to make me a dentist and a baseball player. And I loved my daddy but I wasted four years of college trying to do what he wanted me to do, and not what I felt I wanted to do.

In a sane, civil, intelligent and moral society, you don't blame poor people for being poor.

We rise in glory as we sink in pride.

Once the Xerox copier was invented, diplomacy died.

Freedom is a struggle, and we do it together. Not only together as black citizens, but black and white together.

I have committed my life to helping the poor, and I believe that if more companies followed Wal-Mart's lead in providing opportunity and savings to those who need it most, more Americans battling poverty would realize the American dream.

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