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

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

Black women are very capable of leading our organizations. I believe that firmly.

I'd see the bus pass every day… But to me, that was a way of life; we had no choice but to accept what was the custom. The bus was among the first ways I realized there was a black world and a white world.

I want to be treated like a human being.

If you want to be respected for your actions, then your behavior must be above reproach. If our lives demonstrate that we are peaceful, humble, and trusted, this is recognized by others.