Human progress never rolls in on the wheels of inevitability; it comes through the tireless efforts of people willing to be co-workers with God.
Human salvation lies in the hands of the creatively maladjusted.
I am tired of seeing people battered and bruised and bloody, injured and jumped on, along the Jericho Roads of life.
I am what I am because of who we all are.
I became convinced that noncooperation with evil is as much a moral obligation as is cooperation with good.
I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.
I came to the conclusion that there is an existential moment in your life when you must decide to speak for yourself; nobody else can speak for you.
I guess one of the great agonies of life is that we are constantly trying to finish that which is unfinishable.
I have a dream that one day little black boys and girls will be holding hands with little white boys and girls.