“All the gods are dead except the god of war.”

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.

If a man like Malcolm X could change and repudiate racism, if I myself and other former Muslims can change, if young whites can change, then there is hope for America.

They use force, to make you do, what the deciders, have decided you must do.

Pig power in America was infuriating, but pig power in the communist framework was awesome and unaccountable.

The most revolutionary statement in history is love thine enemy.

With all its faults, the American political system is the freest and most democratic in the world.

Too much agreement kills chat.

Every time I embrace a black woman I’m embracing slavery, and when I put my arms around a white woman, well, I’m hugging freedom.

Everybody changes, not just me.

If you are not a part of the solution, you are a part of the problem.

If God himself wills such misery on people whom I love, then I say I will deal with him.

It doesn’t make a damned bit of difference who wins the war to someone who’s dead.

Jazz isn’t dead. It just smells funny.

Changes are important they are like the rain who washes away dead flowers to make space for new ones.

Sadness that is caused by the absence of love is deadly for the heart.

Oh darling, if the universe would need the love of us careless humans to keep its restless heart alive the sky would be full of dead stars.

Nobody loves you till you dead that when they might care.

A horse which stops dead just before a jump and thus propels its rider into a graceful arc provides a splendid excuse for general merriment.

There are thousands of very, very talented artists who will never be known, even after they are dead.