...in the decline of life shame and grief are of short duration; whether it be that we bear easily what we have borne long; or that, finding ourselves in age less regarded, we less regard others; or, that we look with slight regard upon afflictions to which we know that the hand of death is about to put an end.

The vote is the most powerful instrument ever devised by man for breaking down injustice and destroying the terrible walls which imprison men because they are different from other men.

One hundred years ago, the slave was freed. One hundred years later, the Negro remains in bondage to the color of his skin.

We live in a world that has narrowed into a neighborhood before it has broadened into a brotherhood.

What convinces is conviction.

When the burdens of the presidency seem unusually heavy, I always remind myself it could be worse. I could be a mayor.

In my state, on the basis of the separate but equal doctrine, we have made enormous strides over the years in the education of both races. Personally, I think it would have been sounder judgment to allow that progress to continue through the process of natural evolution. However, there is no point crying about spilt milk.