“The masses of the people of Africa are crying for unity.”

I believe strongly and sincerely that with the deep-rooted wisdom and dignity.

But I think that of all the literature that I studied, the book that did more than any other to fire my enthusiasm was The Philosophy and Opinions of Marcus Garvey published by his wife.

Her earth is rich, yet the products that come from above and below the soil continue to enrich, not Africans predominantly, but groups and individuals who operate to Africa’s impoverishment.

Action without thought is empty. Thought without action is blind.

Africa is a paradox which illustrates and highlights neo-colonialism .

We face neither East nor West: we face forward.

For centuries, Europeans dominated the African continent.

Africa is one continent, one people, and one nation.

Freedom is not something that one people can bestow on another as a gift. Thy claim it as their own and none can keep it from them.

Capitalism is but the gentlemen’s method of slavery.

It is far better to be free to govern or misgovern yourself than to be governed by anybody else

Africa is one continent, one people and one nation

In communal society, where there are virtually no class divisions, man’s productive activities on outlook and culture is less discernible. Account must be taken of the psychology of conflicting classes.

All people of African descent, whether they live in North or South America, the Caribbean, or in any part of the world are Africans and belong to the African nation.

The result of neo-colonialism is that foreign capital is used for the exploitation rather than for the development of the less developed parts of the world.

Ghana must not, Ghana cannot be neutral in the struggle of the oppressed against the oppressor.

My head screamed. I want to make them burn the way they did to me. My heart cried that’s not who you are.

For years I could not cry. And I thought there was something wrong with me. Turns out I was crying after all – just not in tears.

Long ago, there was something in me, but now that thing is gone. Now that thing is gone, that thing is gone. I cannot cry. I cannot care. That thing will come back no more.

My pain is from craving to feel your skin locked in mine while you cry out for more.

It is always much easier, I have discovered, to make people cry or gasp than to make them think.

Sometimes we need the salt of tears to remind us how to savor the sweetness of life.

Stop crying, keep hustling.

Nobody deserves your tears, but whoever deserves them will not make you cry.