My Alma Mater Was Books, A Good

Read Absolutely Everything You Get Your Hands On Because You'll Never Know Where You'll Get An Idea From.

A Revolution Is Bloody. Revolution Is Hostile. Revolution Knows No Compromise. Revolution Overturns And Destroys Everything That Gets In Its Way. And You, Sitting Around Here Like A Knot On The Wall, Saying, “i’m Going To Love These Folks No Matter How Much They Hate Me.” No, You Need A Revolution. Whoever Heard Of A Revolution Where They Lock Arms, As Reverend Cleage Was Pointing Out Beautifully, Singing “we Shall Overcome”? Just Tell Me. You Don’t Do That In A Revolution. You Don’t Do Any Singing; You’re Too Busy Swinging.

You Can Always Chase A Dream But It Will Not Count If You Never Catch It.

[my Half-sister] Ella And I Always Were Much Closer As Basic Types; We're Dominant People, And [my Other Half-sister] Mary Has Always Been Mild And Quiet, Almost Shy.

Most Of These Other Negro Leaders Who Are Supposedly Integrationists Aren't That Intelligent [like Reverend Galamison].