“I don’t know if you realize this, but anger is anger. It has no mind. It has no rationality. It’s mad, and it just wants to destroy.”

When I speak, I want to ensure that there is at least one person in the audience who leaves the room transformed.

Nelson Mandela, a better man, not a bitter man, made our world a better place in which to live. His life and leadership exemplify the highest courage, dignity, and dedication to human liberation.

My mother made countless sacrifices so that her children – and all children – could grow up in a better nation and world.

The private sector enjoys tremendous freedom in the U.S, as it should. With freedom, however, comes responsibilities.

My father provided some very important guidance in how we deal with conflict and polarization.

Nonviolence will empower and equip us to bring generations to the table and fuse our knowledge, gifts, and zeal together.

Some people feel like I’m arrogant. It’s unfortunate, because people don’t know my heart.

Refuse to be disheartened, discouraged, distracted from your goals in life.

Continue to speak out against all forms of injustice to yourselves and others, and you will set a mighty example for your children and for future generations.

We must rediscover our faith in the future and join with one another to ensure that nonviolence is the prevalent choice for government, law enforcement, the non-profit sector, business, education, media, entertainment, arts, and for the global citizenry.

In 1985, I was arrested, along with my mother and brother, Martin III, in a protest against apartheid at the South African Embassy in Washington, D.C.

As I reflect on the legacy of my father, the greatest aspect is his legacy of peace.

It is painful beyond measure to lose a loving father and grandmother to violence.

When my father died, the money he left us would have dried up within a year were it not for my mother. We might very well have ended up on welfare.

People have labeled me homophobic. If I was homophobic, I wouldn’t have friends who are gay and lesbian, so that can’t be true.

Before my mother was a King, she was a gifted vocalist and musician, whose skill and academia garnered her a scholarship to the prestigious New England Conservatory for Music in Boston.

Lets conduct a study. Let’s pull up a jury. Are you a beautiful person? or inclined to wanton fury.

Anger is my biggest enemy in life.

I listen to music that is of our time and I just get angry.

I feel anger and I feel understanding. It’s a difficult position to be in.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and watch me spark like a match tossed to tinder.

I don’t think your ability to fight has anything to do with how big you are. It’s to do with how much anger is in you.

When I am right, I get angry. Churchill gets angry when he is wrong. We are angry at each other much of the time.

A woman gets angry when a man denies his faults, because she knew them all along. His lying mocks her affection; it is the deceit that angers her more than the faults.