The women's rights movement of the 1970s had not yet emerged; except for Bella Abzug, I had no women supporters.

Living at the YMCA in Harlem dramatically broadened my view of the world.

Lack of encouragement never deterred me. I was the kind of person who would not be put down.

I grew up in a house where nobody had to tell me to go to school every day and do my homework.

Columbia Law School men were being drafted, and suddenly women who had done well in college were considered acceptable candidates for the vacant seats.

When I was 15, I decided I wanted to be a lawyer. No one thought this was a good idea

By 1962, King had become, by the media's reckoning, the new civil rights leader.