Only A Fool Would Let His Enemy

I Learned Early That Crying Out In Protest Could Accomplish Things. My Older Brothers And Sister Had Started To School When, Sometimes, They Would Come In And Ask For A Buttered Biscuit Or Something And My Mother, Impatiently, Would Tell Them No. But I Would Cry Out And Make A Fuss Until I Got What I Wanted. I Remember Well How My Mother Asked Me Why I Couldn't Be A Nice Boy Like Wilfred; But I Would Think To Myself That Wilfred, For Being So Nice And Quiet, Often Stayed Hungry. So Early In Life, I Had Learned That If You Want Something, You Had Better Make Some Noise.

If The Government Can't Get The Black Man Justice, Then It's Time For The Black Man To Get Some Justice For Himself.

Nonviolence Is His, Is His Method. Well, My Objective Is The Same As [martin Luther] King's.

Be Peaceful, Be Courteous, Obey The Law, Respect Everyone; But If Someone Puts His Hand On You, Send Him To The Cemetery.

To Have Once Been A Criminal Is No Disgrace. To Remain A Criminal Is The Disgrace