We aren't going to let any mace stop us. We are masters in our nonviolent movement in disarming police forces; they don't know what to do.

It all boils down to the fact that we must never allow ourselves to become satisfied with unattained goals. We must always maintain a kind of divine discontent.

Will we march only to the music of time, or will we, risking criticism and abuse, march to the soul-saving music of eternity?

For more than two centuries our foreparents labored here without wages; they made cotton king; and they built the homes of their masters in the midst of brutal injustice and shameful humiliation - and yet out of a bottomless vitality our people continue to thrive and develop.

Violence multiplies violence.

Set yourself earnestly to discover what you are made to do, and then give yourself passionately to the doing of it.

We must work passionately and unrelentingly for the goal of freedom, but we must be sure that our hands are clean in the struggle. We must never struggle with falsehood, hate, or malice. We must never become bitter.