I have a dream that one day little black boys and girls will be holding hands with little white boys and girls.

There is nothing more majestic than the determined courage of individuals willing to suffer and sacrifice for their freedom and dignity.

All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem.

As marvelous as the stars is the mind of the person who studies them.

We know nothing about Africa, although our roots are there in terms of our forbearers. But I mean as far as the average Negro today, he knows nothing about Africa. And I think he's got to face the fact that he is an American, his culture is basically American, and one becomes adjusted to this when he realizes what, what he is.

Civilization and violence are antithetical concepts.

Now let us begin. Now let us rededicate ourselves to the long and bitter, but beautiful, struggle for a new world. This is the calling of the sons of God, and our brothers wait eagerly for our response. Shall we say the odds are too great? Shall we tell them the struggle is too hard?