Know from whence you came. If you know whence you came, there are absolutely no limitations to where you can go.

There is a fearful splendor in absolute desolation.

And love will simply have no choice but to go into battle with space and time, and furthermore, to win.

Confronted with the impossibility of remaining faithful to one's beliefs, and the equal impossibility of becoming free of them, one can be driven to the most inhuman excesses.

Everything now, we must assume, is in our hands; we have no right to assume otherwise. If we do not falter in our duty now, we may be able, handful that we are, to end the racial nightmare, and achieve our country, and change the history of the world.

Our dehumanization of the Negro then is indivisible from our dehumanization of ourselves; the loss of our own identity is the price we pay for our annulment of his.

You write in order to change the world ... if you alter, even by a millimeter, the way people look at reality, then you can change it.