“Why don’t you live for the people? Why don’t you struggle for the people? Why don’t you die for the people?”

Socialism is the people! You afraid of yourself. If you afraid of socialism, you afraid of yourself.

Power anywhere where there’s people!

We have to start learning, and you learn through practice. We have to start making mistakes, and you learn through making mistakes.

If you dare to struggle, you dare to win.

They talked us into buying candy bars and throwing the candy away and eating the wrapper.

Black people need some peace, white people need some peace, and we’re gonna have to fight, we’re gonna have to struggle, we’re gonna have to struggle relentlessly to bring about some peace.

We say it’s no longer a question of violence or non-violence. We say it’s a question of resistance to fascism or non-existence within fascism.

If you walk through life and don’t help anybody, you haven’t had much of a life

A revolution is a class struggle.

You can’t build a revolution with no education.

You don’t fight fire with fire. You fight fire with water. We’re gonna fight racism with solidarity. We’re not gonna fight capitalism with Black capitalism. We’re gonna fight capitalism with socialism. Socialism is the people. If you’re afraid of socialism, you’re afraid of yourself.

I’m not going to die slipping on no ice.

Changing your name is not gonna change our set of arrangements.

You don’t miss the water ‘til the well runs dry.

If you dare to struggle, you dare to win. If you dare not struggle, then damn it, you don’t deserve to win.

We’re not metaphysicians, we’re not idealists, we’re dialectical materialists. And we deal with what reality is, whether we like it or not.

I would rather die standing up to live life on my knees.

Once I was the sun. The sun that burnt so bright it lit up everyone’s sky. The sun ran out of fuel. The sun that died under its own weight. The sun that sucks on the light of others now. The sun is now a black hole, itself.

I know i say i don’t care, but if you were on the verge of dying i’d give you my life.

I solemnly assure you that I will not die as a Hindu.

Do something that even after you die, people smile for you.

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.

Cowards die many times before their actual deaths.

Nothing ever truly dies. The universe wastes nothing, everything is simply transformed.