I Had To Steal To Survive.

When I Was A Boy We Were Poor And We Had To Make Do With What We Had. So My Grandma Used To Make Us Quits That We Used For Blankets. She Couldn't Afford To Go To The Store And Buy A Blanket -- So She'd Take Scraps Of Cloth And Sew Them Together. There'd Be Different Colors And Different Patterns And Different Types Of Cloth -- But They All Went Together To Make That Big Quilt To Keep Us Warm.

We Have A Moral Concern To Feed All Of The Hungry, Wipe Out Malnutrition, So That Every American Be Housed And Every Child Have Access To Education.

The Only Justification We Have To Look Down On Someone Is Because We Are About To Pick Him Up.

The Liberation Of Blacks Is Not For Blacks Only.

If There Are Occasions When My Grape Turned Into A Raisin And My Joy Bell Lost Its Resonance, Please Forgive Me. Charge It To My Head And Not To My Heart.