I Wasn't Thinking Of Being The Greatest.

I'm So Fast That Last Night I Turned Off The Light Switch In My Hotel Room And Was In Bed Before The Room Was Dark.

Cassius Clay Is A Name That White People Gave To My Slave Master. Now That I Am Free, That I Don't Belong Anymore To Anyone, That I'm Not A Slave Anymore, I Gave Back Their White Name, And I Chose A Beautiful African One.

I Strongly Object To The Fact That So Many Newspapers Have Given The American Public And The World The Impression That I Have Only Two Alternatives In Taking This Stand: Either I Go To Jail Or Go To The Army. There Is Another Alternative And That Alternative Is Justice. If Justice Prevails, If My Constitutional Rights Are Upheld, I Will Be Forced To Go Neither To The Army Nor Jail. In The End I Am Confident That Justice Will Come My Way For The Truth Must Eventually Prevail.

It's Lack Of Faith That Makes People Afraid Of Meeting Challenges, And I Believed In Myself.

So Now I'm Going To Forget The 400 Years Of Lynching And Killing Raping And Depriving My People Feeding Of Justice And Equality And The Lowest Of Low Last Respect And I'm Going To Look At Two Or Three White People Who Are Trying To Do Right And Don't See The Other Million Who Are Trying To Kill Me? I'm Not That Big Of A Fool.