Ugliness Has Its Own Splendor When It

Ugliness Has Its Own Splendor When It Houses A Soul Of Beauty.

If We Do Not Save The Environment, Then Whatever We Do In Civil Rights Will Be Of No Meaning, Because Then We Will Have The Equality Of Extinction.

We, Who Are The Living, Possess The Past. Tomorrow Is For Our Martyrs.

Anyone Who Said He Wasn't Afraid During The Civil Rights Movement Was Either A Liar Or Without Imagination. I Was Scared All The Time. My Hands Didn't Shake But Inside I Was Shaking.

Institutional Practices, It Seems, Perpetuate Themselves Mostly By Their Invisibility.