Fervor Is The Weapon Of Choice For

The Unpreparedness Of The Educated Classes, The Lack Of Practical Links Between Them And The Mass Of The People, Their Laziness, And, Let It Be Said, Their Cowardice At The Decisive Moment Of The Struggle Will Give Rise To Tragic Mishaps.

When People Like Me, They Like Me "in Spite Of My Color." When They Dislike Me; They Point Out That It Isn't Because Of My Color. Either Way, I Am Locked In To The Infernal Circle.

What Matters Is Not To Know The World But To Change It.

I Want The World To Recognize With Me The Open Door Of Every Consciousness

The Church In The Colonies Is The White People's Church, The Foreigner's Church. She Does Not Call The Native To God's Ways But To The Ways Of The White Man, Of The Master, Of The Oppressor.