Death
If physical death is the price that I must pay to free my white brothers and sisters from a permanent death of the spirit, then nothing can be more redemptive.

Justice
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.

Leadership
A genuine leader is not a searcher for consensus but a molder of consensus.

Values
A lie cannot live.

Dependence
A man can't ride your back unless it's bent.

Passion
A man who won't die for something is not fit to live.

Nation
A nation or civilization that continues to produce soft-minded men purchases its own spiritual death on the installment plan.

Military Issues
A nation that continues year after year to spend more money on military defense than on programs of social uplift is approaching spiritual doom.
 

Human Rights
A right delayed is a right denied.

Progress
All progress is precarious, and the solution of one problem brings us face to face with another problem.

Creativity
Almost always, the creative dedicated minority has made the world better.

Freedom
We will speed the day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing... Free at last, free at last, thank God Almighty, I'm free at last.

American History
Before the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth, we were here. Before the pen of Jefferson etched across the pages of history the majestic words of the Declaration of Independence, we were here. If the inexpressible cruelties of slavery could not stop us, the opposition we now face will surely fail.

Love
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

Racism
Discrimination is a hellhound that gnaws at Negroes in every waking moment of their lives to remind them that the lie of their inferiority is accepted as truth in the society dominating them.

 

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