Racism Is A Blight On The Human

I Had No Epiphany, No Singular Revelation, No Moment Of Truth, But A Steady Accumulation Of A Thousand Slights, A Thousand Indignities And A Thousand Unremembered Moments Produced In Me An Anger, A Rebelliousness, A Desire To Fight The System That Imprisoned My People. There Was No Particular Day On Which I Said, Henceforth I Will Devote Myself To The Liberation Of My People; Instead, I Simply Found Myself Doing So, And Could Not Do Otherwise.

I Am Not Truly Free If I Am Taking Away Someone Else's Freedom, Just As Surely As I Am Not Free When My Freedom Is Taken From Me. The Oppressed And The Oppressor Alike Are Robbed Of Their Humanity.

Each Of Us, As Citizens, Has A Role To Play In Creating A Better World For Our Children

Freedom Is Indivisible; The Chains On Any One Of My People Were The Chains On All Of Them, The Chains On All Of My People Were The Chains On Me.

There Is Little Favorable To Be Said About Poverty, But It Was Often An Incubator Of True Friendship. Many People Will Appear To Befriend You When You Are Wealthy, But Precious Few Will Do The Same When You Are Poor. If Wealth Is A Magnet, Poverty Is A Kind Of Repellent. Yet, Poverty Often Brings Out The True Generosity In Others.