To be Negro in America is to hope against hope.

Today we know with certainty that segregation is dead. The only question remaining is how costly will be the funeral.

My parents would always tell me that I should not hate the white man, but that it was my duty as a Christian to love him.

Let us be practical and ask the question: How do we love our enemies?

One of these days I'm going to put my body where my mind is.

He (Jesus) knew that the old eye-for-eye philosophy would leave everyone blind. He did not seek to overcome evil with evil. He overcame evil with good. Although crucified by hate, he responded with aggressive love.

Through nonviolent resistance the Negro will be able to rise to the noble height of opposing the unjust system while loving the perpetrators of the system.