A Ballot Is Like A Bullet. You

I Don't Favor Violence. If We Could Bring About Recognition And Respect Of Our People By Peaceful Means, Well And Good. Everybody Would Like To Reach His Objectives Peacefully. But I'm Also A Realist. The Only People In This Country Who Are Asked To Be Nonviolent Are Black People.

Internal Differences Within The Nation Of Islam Forced Me Out Of It. I Did Not Leave Of My Own Free Will. But Now That It Has Happened, I Intend To Make The Most Of It. Now That I Have More Independence Of Action, I Intend To Use A More Flexible Approach Toward Working With Others To Get A Solution To This Problem.

Betty's A Good Muslim Woman And Wife. I Don't Imagine Many Other Women Might Put Up With The Way I Am. Awakening This Brainwashed Black Man And Telling This Arrogant, Devilish White Man The Truth About Himself, Betty Understands, Is A Full-time Job

I Know That Societies Often Have Killed People Who Have Helped To Change Those Societies. And If I Can Die Having Brought Any Light, Having Exposed Any Meaningful Truth That Will Help Destroy The Racist Cancer That Is Malignant In The Body Of America, Then, All Credit Is Due To Allah. Only The Mistakes Have Been Mine.

There Were Always More Negroes In The Field Than There Was Negroes In The House. The Negro In The Field Caught Hell. He Ate Leftovers. In The House They Ate High Up On The Hog. The Negro In The Field Didn't Get Nothing But What Was Left Of The Insides Of The Hog. They Call 'em "chitt'lin'" Nowadays. In Those Days They Called Them What They Were: Guts. That's What You Were -- A Gut-eater. And Some Of You All Still Gut-eaters.