Whatever my individual desires were to be free, I was not alone. There were many others who felt the same way.

I had given up my seat before, but this day, I was especially tired. Tired from my work as a seamstress, and tired from the ache in my heart.

When people made up their minds that they wanted to be free and took action, then there was a change.

Many whites, even white Southerners told me that even though it may have seemed like the blacks were being freed (by my actions) they felt more free and at ease themselves. They thought that my action didn't just free blacks but them, too.

As long as there is unemployment, war, crime and all things that go to the infliction of man's inhumanity to man, regardless - there is much to be done, and people need to work together.

Each person must live their life as a model for others.

You cannot always control the powers-that-be. You just have to have faith and stand by the things you believe in.