“We’ve removed the ceiling above our dreams. There are no more impossible dreams.”

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.

Your children need your presence more than your presents.

If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it, I know I can achieve it.

Our dreams must be stronger than our memories. We must be pulled by our dreams, rater than pushed by our memories.

Let’s learn from the wisdom of every mother and father who teaches their daughters there is no limit on how big she can dream and how much she can achieve.

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

I slept and dreamt that life was joy. I awoke and saw that life was service. I acted and behold, service was joy.

Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you, you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.

Just think how many thoughts a blanket smothers while one lies alone in bed, and how many unhappy dreams it keeps warm.

No one should negotiate their dreams. Dreams must be free to fly high. No government, no legislature, has a right to limit your dreams. You should never agree to surrender your dreams.

Reach high, for stars lie hidden in you. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal.

A lot of my songs are fantasy. I can dream up all kinds of things. That’s the kind of world I live in. It’s very sort of flamboyant, and that’s the kind of way I write. I love it.