I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made straight and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.

He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid of the power to love.

There may have been a time when war served as a negative good by preventing the spread and growth of an evil force, but the destructive power of modern weapons eliminates even the possibility that war may serve as a negative good.

We cannot walk alone.

I'm thinking of love in action and not something where you say, "Love your enemies," and just leave it at that, but you love your enemies to the point that you're willing to sit-in at a lunch counter in order to help them find themselves. You're willing to go to jail.

Freedom only comes through persistent revolt, through persistent agitation, through persistently rising up against the system of evil.

The reason I can't follow the old eye-for-an-eye philosophy is that it ends up leaving everyone blind.