I Used the Word 'Negro' and I was Firmly Corrected

Its the hinge that squeaks that gets the grease

A revolution is bloody. Revolution is hostile. Revolution knows no compromise. Revolution overturns and destroys everything that gets in its way.

What does a black man look like begging for a cup of coffee in a white restaurant, and doesn't have a job to back up his - to pay for it when, when - when he does get the coffee? It's putting the cart before the horse.

After four hundred years of slave labor, we have some back pay coming, a bill owed to us that must be collected.

A Negro just can't be whipped by somebody white and return with his head up in the neighborhood, especially in those days, when sports and, to a lesser extent show business, were the only fields open to Negroes, and when the ring was the only place a Negro could whip a white man and not be lynched.

When you are equal with another person, the problem of integration doesn't even arise.