Our Southside is a place apart: each piece of our living is a protest.

Beneatha: You didn't tell us what Alaiyo means... for all I know, you might be calling me Little Idiot or something... ... Asagai: It means... it means One for Whom Bread--Food--Is Not Enough.

American straightforwardness is almost as disarming as Americans invariably think it is.

I care. I care about it all. It takes too much energy not to care.

I wish to live because life has within it that which is good, that which is beautiful, and that which is love.

I'm just tired of hearing about God all the time. What has He got to do with anything?... I'm not going to be immoral or commit crimes because I don't believe. I don't even think about that. I just get so tired of Him getting the credit for things the human race achieves through its own effort. Now, there simply is no God. There's only man. And it's he who makes miracles.

One cannot live with sighted eyes and feeling heart and not know and read of the miseries which affect the world.