Had The Price Of Looking Been Blindness,

So Why Do I Write, Torturing Myself To Put It Down? Because In Spite Of Myself I've Learned Some Things. Without The Possibility Of Action, All Knowledge Comes To One Labeled "file And Forget," And I Can Neither File Nor Forget. Nor Will Certain Ideas Forget Me; They Keep Filing Away At My Lethargy, My Complacency. Why Should I Be The One To Dream This Nightmare?

Commercial Rock 'n' Roll Music Is A Brutalization Of The Stream Of Contemporary Negro Church Music An Obscene Looting Of A Cultural Expression.

And The Mind That Has Conceived A Plan Of Living Must Never Lose Sight Of The Chaos Against Which That Pattern Was Conceived. That Goes For Societies As Well As For Individuals.

Injustice Wears Ever The Same Harsh Face Wherever It Shows Itself.

It Takes A Deep Commitment To Change And An Even Deeper Commitment To Grow.