I will no longer act on the outside in a way that contradicts the truth that I hold deeply inside. I will no longer act as if I were less than the whole person I know myself inwardly to be.

When that white driver stepped back toward us, when he waved his hand and ordered us up and out of our seats, I felt a determination cover my body like a quilt on a winter night.

I had no idea that history was being made. I was just tired of giving up.

I knew someone had to take the first step. So I made up my mind not to move.

I thought about Emmett Till, and I could not go back. My legs and feet were not hurting, that is a stereotype. I paid the same fare as others, and I felt violated. I was not going back.

It takes more than one person to bring about peace - it takes all of us.

It is better to protest than to accept injustice.