The anchor of all my dreams is the collective wisdom of mankind as a whole.
You know, you can only lead them from behind.
We should never forget those on whose shoulders we stand and those who paid the supreme price for freedom.
A movement without vision would be a movement without moral foundation.
Men come and men go, I have come and I will go when my time comes
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?