I Never Pretended To Be Rock Star.

When I Was 16, The Guest Speaker Was King. And I Was Completely Overwhelmed Because I Had Been Studying Nonviolence, Talking About It, Reading About It, But Here It Was Happening, Here It Was People Boycotting The Buses And People On The Streets And Taking Risks, Which I Think Was The Key.

To Sing Is To Praise God And The Daffodils, And To Praise God Is To Thank Him, In Every Note Within My Small Range, And Every Color In The Tones Of My Voice, With Every Look Into The Eyes Of My Audience, To Thank Him. Thank You, God, For Letting Me Be Born, For Giving Me Eyes To See The Daffodils Lean In The Wind, All My Brothers, All My Sisters, For Giving Me Ears To Hear Crying, Legs To Come Running, Hands To Smooth Damp Hair, A Voice To Laugh With And To Sing With...to Sing To You And The Daffodils.

The Point On Nonviolence Is To Build A Floor, A Strong New Floor, Beneath Which We Can No Longer Sink.

I Went To Jail For 11 Days For Disturbing The Peace; I Was Trying To Disturb The War.

Peace Might Sell, But Who's Buying?