“The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less.”

All the gods are dead except the god of war.

Respect commands itself and it can neither be given nor withheld when it is due.

History could pass for a scarlet text, its jot and title graven red in human blood.

I’ve gone beyond civil rights and human rights to creation rights.

I have taken an oath in my heart to oppose communism until the day I die.

What America demands in her black champions is a brilliant, powerful body and a dull, bestial mind.

The object is for everyone to do their own thing, but the thing is to make one’s thing the Revolution.

We knew that in the end what they were clashing over was us, what to do with the blacks, and whether or not to start treating us as human beings.

You don’t have to teach people how to be human. You have to teach them how to stop being inhuman.

We shall have our manhood. We shall have it or the earth will be leveled by our attempts to gain it.

The myth of the strong black woman is the other side of the coin of the myth of the beautiful dumb blonde.

I’ve gone beyond civil rights and human rights to creation rights.

You don’t have to teach people how to be human. You have to teach them how to stop being inhuman.

Sometimes people fake on each other out of genuine motives to hold onto the object of their tenderest feelings.

In prison, those things withheld from and denied to the prisoner become precisely what he wants most of all.

I feel that I am a citizen of the American dream and that the revolutionary struggle of which I am a part is a struggle against the American nightmare.

John F. Kennedy was the victim of the hate that was a part of our country. It is a disease that occupies the minds of the few but brings danger to the many.

To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.

I hate failure and I am in love with achievement.

I hated writing ‘Love Warrior.’ It’s the hardest thing I’ve every written. I cried.

Hate comes from Intimidation. Love comes from Appreciation.

Haters only hate things they can’t have and the people they can’t be. It’s just a little thing called jealousy.

In politics shared hatreds are almost always the basis of friendships.

I got ice in my veins Blood in my eyes/Hate in my heart Love in my mind.