The Only Tired I Was, Was Tired

Without A Vision The People Perish, But Without Courage Dreams Die.

Many Whites, Even White Southerners Told Me That Even Though It May Have Seemed Like The Blacks Were Being Freed (by My Actions) They Felt More Free And At Ease Themselves. They Thought That My Action Didn't Just Free Blacks But Them, Too.

An Opportunity Was Being Given To Me To Do What I Had Asked Of Others.

I Have Learned Over The Years That When One's Mind Is Made Up, This Diminishes Fear; Knowing What Must Be Done Does Away With Fear.

I'd See The Bus Pass Every Day… But To Me, That Was A Way Of Life; We Had No Choice But To Accept What Was The Custom. The Bus Was Among The First Ways I Realized There Was A Black World And A White World.