Whenever you are engaged in work that serves humanity and is for the building of humanity, it has dignity and it has worth.

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit together at the table of brotherhood.

Some things are right, whether nobody sees you doing them or not.

Whom you would change, you must first love.

The self cannot be self without other selves.

The nations of Asia and Africa are moving with jetlike speed toward the goal of political independence, and we still creep at horse-and-buggy pace toward the gaining of a cup of coffee at a lunch counter.

It is quite easy for me to think of a God of love mainly because I grew up in a family where love was central and where lovely relationships were ever present.