It was not pre-arranged. It just happened that the driver made a demand and I just didn't feel like obeying his demand. I was quite tired after spending a full day working.

If I stayed angry at other people, I would miss finding friends among those I was angry with.

My resisting being mistreated on the bus did not begin with that particular arrest…I did a lot of walking in Montgomery.

Racial pride and self-dignity were emphasized in my family and community.

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

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.

People have said over the years that the reason I did not give up my seat was because I was tired. I did not think of being physically tired. My feet were not hurting. I was tired in a different way. I was tired of seeing so many men treated as boys and not called by their proper names or titles. I was tired of seeing children and women mistreated and disrespected because of the color of their skin. I was tired of Jim Crow laws, of legally enforced racial segregation.