“I say America: Stay out of the Bushes.”

We were fundamentally the same. They expressed their anger more willingly. We developed the capacity to internalize our anger, using a nonviolent discipline.

The only justification for ever looking down on somebody is to pick them up.

Tears will get you sympathy, sweat will get you change.

In many ways, history is marked as ‘before’ and ‘after’ Rosa Parks. She sat down in order that we all might stand up, and the walls of segregation came down.

The invasion only made matters worse. The occupation will not work, Iraq is unoccupiable, that will not work.

When the doors of opportunity swing open, we must make sure that we are not too drunk or too indifferent to walk through.

Abortion is black genocide, What happens to the mind of a person and the moral fabric of a nation that accepts the aborting of the life of a baby without a pang of conscience?

It’s not enough to be quiet. Quietness is the absence of noise. We need peace, the presence of justice and to be – and so people here can coexist and live together.

Hold your head high, stick your chest out. It gets dark sometimes, but morning comes. Keep hope alive.

Giuliani has certainly set a climate for permissiveness of violence and mean police behavior.

We must all learn a good lesson – how to live together. That is the new challenge of the new world, learning to co-exist and not co-annihilate.

These students are courageous and this is an experience they will never forget, They held on to hope and had the strength and determination to survive.

No one wants to see self-destructive riots because there’s no future in riots.

Both tears and sweat are salty, but they render a different result. Tears will get you sympathy; sweat will get you change.

If you wear a hoodie but aren’t registered to vote, you got the symbolism but missed the substance.

The burden of being black is that you have to be superior just to be equal. But the glory of it is that, once you achieve, you have achieved, indeed.

Why are we told to be afraid to hurt? Why do we avoid, run and hide? Cover up inside with shields of armor, Our shins, and elbows made of pads of plastic; We are not made of glass and tattered bits, It’s not weakness when our strength builds us to last.

I took my demons put them in a jar and kept them on the highest shelf so that you could never touch them.

Nature is often hidden, sometimes overcome, seldom extinguished.

Happiness is the greatest hiding place for despair.

What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music.

You will find poems hidden on my whole body, Which I would never be able to put into words and write them out.

Never stop your girl from fulfilling her dreams, identify her hidden wings and let her fly.

You ever felt empty inside but you try to hide it