“I had rather hear my dog bark at a crow, than a man swear he loves me.”

Be not afraid of greatness. Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and others have greatness thrust upon them.

Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt.

Don’t waste your love on somebody, who doesn’t value it.

Words spoken can not be recalled so think twice before you speak.

How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.

God shall be my hope, my stay, my guide and lantern to my feet.

One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.

Listen to many, speak to a few.

By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.

If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.

No profit grows where no pleasure is taken.

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks, Shall win my love.

Men at some time are masters of their fates.

There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.

My tongue will tell the anger of my heart, or else my heart concealing it will break.

Thus with a kiss I die.

The Journey of Reconciliation was organized not only to devise techniques for eliminating Jim Crow in travel, but also as a training ground for similar peaceful projects against discrimination in such major areas as employment and in the armed services.

[Barack Obama] grew up in Hawaii, far, far removed from the most, you know, sort of violent, you know, tendencies of Jim Crow and segregation. He wasn’t directly exposed to that. He was untraumatized.

A crowd of grade-three thinkers, all shouting the same thing, all warming their hands at the fire of their own prejudices, will not thank you for pointing out the contradictions in their beliefs. Man is a gregarious animal, and enjoys agreement as cows will graze all the same way on the side of a hill.

By dropping golden beads near a snake, a crow once managed To have a passer-by kill the snake for the beads.

The wing of the Falcon brings to the king, the wing if the crow brings him to the cemetery.

All birds are incipient or would-be songsters in the spring. I find corroborative evidence of this even in the crowing of the cock.

The perpetuation of slavery, the exile and extermination of American Indians, and the passage of Jim Crow laws weren’t carried out at the bidding of a few malefactors of great wealth.

We have defeated Jim Crow, but now we have to deal with his son, James Crow Jr., esquire.