This Was My First Lesson About Gambling:

If I Can't Run My Neighborhood You Won't Want Me In Your Neighborhood.

His Master’s Pain Was His Pain. And It Hurt Him More For His Master To Be Sick Than For Him To Be Sick Himself. When The House Started Burning Down, That Type Of Negro Would Fight Harder To Put The Master’s House Out Than The Master Himself Would. But Then You Had Another Negro Out In The Field. The House Negro Was In The Minority. The Masses—the Field Negroes Were The Masses. They Were In The Majority. When The Master Got Sick, They Prayed That He’d Die. If His House Caught On Fire, They'd Pray For A Wind To Come Along And Fan The Breeze.

Any Time You Put Too Many Sparks Around A Powder Keg, The Thing Is Going To Explode, And If The Things That Explodes Is Still Inside The House, Then The House Will Be Destroyed.

We Want Freedom By Any Means Necessary. We Want Justice By Any Means Necessary. We Want Equality By Any Means Necessary. We Don't Feel That In 1964, Living In A Country That Is Supposedly Based Upon Freedom, And Supposedly The Leader Of The Free World, We Don't Think That We Should Have To Sit Around And Wait For Some Segregationist Congressmen And Senators And A President From Texas In Washington, D.c., To Make Up Their Minds That Our People Are Due Now Some Degree Of Civil Rights. No, We Want It Now Or We Don't Think Anybody Should Have It.

Armed With The Knowledge Of Our Past, We Can With Confidence Charter A Course For Our Future. Culture Is An Indispensable Weapon In The Freedom Struggle. We Must Take Hold Of It And Forge The Future With The Past.