“Unity must be of the mind and heart, a sense of belonging together and of facing together those who attack it.”

The art of a people is a true mirror of their minds.

People avoid action. Often because they are afraid of the consequences, for action means risk and danger. Danger seems terrible from a distance; it is not so bad if you have a close look at it

Those who boast are seldom the great.

Evil unchecked grows, evil tolerated poisons the whole system.

What we need is a generation of peace.

A man who is afraid will do anything.

Without peace, all other dreams vanish and are reduced to ashes.

For the first time i began to think, consciously and deliberately of religion and other worlds. The Hindu religion especially went up in my estimation; not the ritual or ceremonial part, but it’s great books, the “Upnishads,” and the “Bhagavad Gita.”

History is the record of human progress, a record of the struggle of the advancement of the human mind, of the human spirit, towards some known or unknown objective.

Great causes and little men go ill together.

Culture is the widening of the mind and of the spirit. It is never a narrowing of the mind or a restriction of the human spirit or the country’s spirit.

As fear is a close companion to falsehood, so truth follows fearlessness.

The forces in a capitalist society, if left unchecked, tend to make the rich richer and the poor poorer.

We can’t encourage narrow mindedness, for no nation can be great whose people are narrow in thought.

It is far better to know our own weaknesses and failures than to point out those of others.

It is now clear that science is incapable of ordering life. A life is ordered by values.

Having grown up in a segregated environment in the south I know what it’s like to be stepped on, I know what it’s like also to see some black hero do well in the face of adversity.

I’ll be too old to face a difficult championship as the one in America will surely be.

Seven out of 10 black faces you see on television are athletes. The black athlete carries the image of the black community. He carries the cross, in a way, until blacks make inroads in other dimensions.

And the days darken round me, and the years, Among new men, strange faces, other minds.

Vice is a monster of so frightful mien As to be hated needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.

The final test of truth is ridicule. Very few dogmas have ever faced it and survived.

Having grown up in a segregated environment in the south I know what it’s like to be stepped on, I know what it’s like also to see some black hero do well in the face of adversity.

Seven out of 10 black faces you see on television are athletes. The black athlete carries the image of the black community. He carries the cross, in a way, until blacks make inroads in other dimensions.