You Have Very Little Morally Persuasive Power

Every Person Must Stand Up And Be Accountable, But Be Responsible For Their Actions.

Riots Are The Voices Of The Unheard.

Being A Negro In America Means Trying To Smile When You Want To Cry. It Means Trying To Hold On To Physical Life Amid Psychological Death. It Means The Pain Of Watching Your Children Grow Up With Clouds Of Inferiority In Their Mental Skies. It Means Having Their Legs Off, And Then Being Condemned For Being A Cripple.

Like An Unchecked Cancer, Hate Corrodes The Personality And Eats Away Its Vital Unity.

Sooner Or Later, All The Peoples Of The World Will Have To Discover A Way To Live Together In Peace, And Thereby Transform This Pending Cosmic Elegy Into A Creative Psalm Of Brotherhood.