There is something in the soul that cries out for freedom.

I refuse to accept the view . . . that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality.

Violence is immoral because it thrives on hatred rather than love. It destroys community and makes brotherhood impossible. It leaves society in monologue rather than dialogue. Violence ends by defeating itself. It creates bitterness in the survivors and brutality in the destroyers.

This Revolution is genuine because it was born from the same womb that always gives birth to massive social upheavals - the womb of intolerable conditions and unendurable situations.

There are more Negroes in jail with me than there are on the voting rolls.

What good does it do to sit at the counter when you cannot afford a hamburger?

The softminded person always wants to freeze the moment and hold life in the gripping yoke of sameness.