We have a great dream. It started way back in 1776, and God grant that America will be true to her dream.

Lightning makes no sound until it strikes.

There comes a time when a moral man can't obey a law which his conscience tells him is unjust.

We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the vitriolic words and actions of the bad people, but for the appalling silence of the good people.

The end of life is not to be happy, nor to achieve pleasure and avoid pain, but to do the will of God, come what may.

I think that we've got to come to see this. The Negro is an American.

One has a moral responsibility to disobey unjust laws.