Freedom would be meaningless without security in the home and in the streets.

Why is it that in this courtroom I face a white magistrate, am confronted by a white prosecutor and escorted into the dock by a white orderly? Can anyone honestly and seriously suggest that in this type of atmosphere the scales of justice are evenly balanced?

Do not judge me by my success, judge me by how many times I fell down and got back up again.

When we can sit in the face of insanity or dislikes and be free from the need to make it different, then we are free.

Once a person is determined to help themselves, there is nothing that can stop them.

He knew when to compromise. Yet he never compromised his principles. He was a militant. Yet a militant who knew how to plan, assess concrete situations and emerge with rational solutions to problems.

I have often wondered whether a person is justified in neglecting his own family to fight for opportunities for others.