Only when the mind is free has the body a chance to be free. Yes, they must believe, they must believe. Because I know what it means to be a slave. I am a slave.

Don't tell me to believe. Don't tell me to believe in the same God or laws that men believe in who commit these murders. Don't tell me to believe that God can bless this country and that men are judged by their peers. Who among his peers judged him? Was I there? Was the minister there? Was Harry Williams there? Was Farrell Jarreau? Was my aunt? Was Vivian? No, his peers did not judge him, and I will not believe.

Sometimes you got to hurt something to help something. Sometimes you have to plow under one thing in order for something else to grow.

I have no more to say except this: We must live with our own conscience.

I want you to show them the difference between what they think you are and what you can be.

There will always be men struggling to change, and there will always be those who are controlled by the past.

I had to see and feel and be with the thing that I wanted to write about.