Hungry Men Have No Respect For Law,

Look For Me In The Whirlwind Or The Storm, Look For Me All Around You, For, With God's Grace, I Shall Come And Bring With Me Countless Millions Of Black Slaves Who Have Died In America And The West Indies And The Millions In Africa To Aid You In The Fight For Liberty, Freedom And Life.

The Pen Is Mightier Than The Sword, But The Tongue Is Mightier Than Them Both Put Together.

Death Is The End Of All Life In The Individual Or The Thing; If Physical, The Crumbling Of The Body Into Dust From Whence It Came. He Who Lives Not Uprightly, Dies Completely In The Crumbling Of The Physical Body, But He Who Lives Well, Transforms Himself From That Which Is Mortal, To Immortal.

At No Time Within The Last Five-hundred Years Can One Point To A Single Instance Of The Negro As A Race Of Haters.

Chance Has Never Yet Satisfied The Hope Of A Suffering People.