As the weeks and months unfolded, we realized that we were the victims of a broken promise.

The thing that we need in the world today, is a group of men and women who will stand up for right and be opposed to wrong, wherever it is. A group of people who have come to see that some things are wrong, whether they’re never caught up with. Some things are right, whether nobody sees you doing them or not.

Mass civil disobedience can use rage as a constructive and creative force.

Love is the only creative, redemptive, transforming power, in the universe.

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, sons of former slaves and sons of former slave-owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. I have a dream that one day, even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into a oasis of freedom and justice. I have a dream my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by content of their character. I have a dream today!

We can either walk the highroad of brotherhood or the low road of man's inhumanity to man.

The Darwinian concept of the survival of the fittest has been substituted by a philosophy of the survival of the slickest.