What America demands in her black champions is a brilliant, powerful body and a dull, bestial mind.

We shall have our manhood. We shall have it or the earth will be leveled by our attempts to gain it.

They use force, to make you do, what the deciders, have decided you must do.

History could pass for a scarlet text, its jot and title graven red in human blood.

The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less.

Americans think of themselves collectively as a huge rescue squad on twenty-four hour call to any spot on the globe where dispute and conflict may erupt.

I have taken an oath in my heart to oppose communism until the day I die.