The poetry of a people comes from the deep recesses of the unconscious, the irrational and the collective body of our ancestral memories.

White folks needs what black folks got just as much as black folks needs what white folks got, and we's all got to stay here mongst each other and git along, that's what.

Racism is so extreme and so pervasive in our American society that no black individual lives in an atmosphere of freedom.

Only ways you can keep folks hating is to keep them apart and separated from each other.

Love stretches your heart and makes you big inside.

Let a new earth rise. Let another world be born. Let a bloody peace be written in the sky. Let a second generation full of courage issue forth; let a people loving freedom come to growth.

When I was about eight, I decided that the most wonderful thing, next to a human being, was a book.