Violence Is The Weapon Of The Weak.

I Have Suffered As Much As Martin Luther King. Only I Didn't Get The Bullet. And I Would Have Taken The Bullet If I Could Have.

Bring On Your Tear Gas, Bring On Your Grenades, Your New Supplies Of Mace, Your State Troopers And Even Your National Guards. But Let The Record Show We Ain't Going To Be Turned Around.

You May Be Assured That We Won't Ever Let Your Words Die. Like The Words Of Our Master, Jesus Christ, They Will Live In Our Minds And Our Hearts And In The Souls Of Black Men And White Men, Brown Men And Yellow Men As Long As Time Shall Last.

It's Not The Name They Call You, It's The Name You Answer To.

I Don't Know What The Future May Hold, But I Know Who Holds The Future.