“I quit because I can’t stand seeing kids come to class hungry and needing shoes. I thought I could do more by organizing farm workers than by trying to teach their hungry children.”

Once you see the outcomes and the results, and you see how many people are helped and benefitting, you want to keep on doing it because it’s so simple.

I’m glad that the fact that people are still getting poisoned by pesticide drift is gaining attention.

Once I learned about grassroots organizing, I got so enamored with it because I thought ‘Wow this is the way you do it!’

We must use our lives to make the world a better place to live, not just to acquire things. That is what we are put on the earth for.

Why is it that farmworkers feed the nation but they can’t get food stamps?

I call myself an addicted organizer.

My children grew up very resourceful and strong in spite of them having to live with different families and that I had to drag them all over the country with me.

My mother was a dominant force in our family. And that was great for me as a young woman, because I never saw that women had to be dominated by men.

The thing about nonviolence is that it spreads. When you get people to participate in nonviolent action – whether it’s a fast, a march, a boycott, or a picket line – people hear you, people see you, people are learning from that action.

We can’t let people drive wedges between us, because there’s only one human race.

Don’t be a marshmallow. Walk the street with us into history. Get off the sidewalk. Stop being vegetables. Work for Justice. Viva the boycott!

Leadership is a choice one makes.

Going door to door and talking to people, convincing them to vote – this is what I call Organizing 101.

Walk the street with us into history. Get off the sidewalk.

Especially as a teenager, I was always being racially profiled by the police. You just see all this injustice, and you want to do something about it, but you don’t know how.

We know we only have about half of our population that’s voting.

People who know me know that if I say I’m going to do something, I’m doing it. I am hungry. I am determined.

And she is going to dance, dance hungry, dance full, dance each cold astonishing moment, now when she is young and again when she is old.

Our world today so desperately hungers for hope, yet uncounted people have almost given up. There is despair and hopelessness on every hand. Let us be faithful in proclaiming the hope that is in Jesus.

In these days when we feed those who are not hungry, we are stealing from those who are starving, even though the food is our own.

The church is not an institution forcing us to follow rules but a community inviting us to still our hunger and thirst at its table.

I hunger for the bread of God, the flesh of Jesus Christ; I long to drink of his blood, the gift of unending love.

If our church is not marked by caring for the poor, the oppressed, the hungry, we are guilty of heresy.

We know that a peaceful world cannot long exist, one-third rich and two-thirds hungry.