Don't let anyone call you a minority if you're black or Hispanic or belong to some other ethnic group. You're not less than anybody else.

Be careful what you swallow. Chew!

The civil rights situation is like a pregnancy. It will get worse, I believe, before it gets better. What the usual pregnancy comes to is a decent baby. That is what we all hope will be the end product of this stress. It is customary, at the end of a pregnancy, to have for your pains a decent baby.

I don't like the idea of the black race being diluted out of existence. I like the idea of all of us being here.

We are each other's magnitude and bond.

There are no magics or elves / Or timely godmothers to guide us. We are lost, must / Wizard a track through our own screaming weed.

As you get older, you find that often the wheat, disentangling itself from the chaff, comes out to meet you.