A riot is the language of the unheard.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
Change does not roll in on the wheels of inevitability, but comes through continuous struggle. And so we must straighten our backs and work for our freedom. A man can’t ride you unless your back is bent.
If physical death is the price that I must pay to free my white brothers and sisters from a permanent death of the spirit, then nothing can be more redemptive.
I want to be the white man’s brother, not his brother-in-law.
We have flown the air like birds and swum the sea like fishes, but have yet to learn the simple act of walking the earth like brothers.
At the heart of all that civilization has meant and developed is ‘community’ – the mutually cooperative and voluntary venture of man to assume a semblance of responsibility for his brother.
The richer we have become materially, the poorer we become morally and spiritually. We have learned to fly in the air like birds and swim in the sea like fish, but we have not learned the simple art of living together as brothers.
Be concerned about your brother…either we go up together, or we go down together.
Through our scientific and technological genius we’ve made of this world a neighborhood. And now through our moral and ethical commitment we must make of it a brotherhood. We must all learn to live together as brothers-or we will all perish together as fools.
We are called to speak for the weak, for the voiceless, for the victims of our nation and for those it calls enemy, for no document from human hands can make these humans any less our brothers and sisters.
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of “interposition” and “nullification” – one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I am thankful, however, that some of our white brothers have grasped the meaning of this social revolution and committed themselves to it. They are still all too small in quantity, but they are big in quality.
Mother Dear, one day I’m going to turn this world upside down.” –From My Brother Martin, by Christine King Farris
Now let us begin. Now let us rededicate ourselves to the long and bitter, but beautiful, struggle for a new world. This is the calling of the sons of God, and our brothers wait eagerly for our response. Shall we say the odds are too great? Shall we tell them the struggle is too hard?
When I am commanded to love, I am commanded to restore community, to resist injustice, and to meet the needs of my brothers.
Injustice and corruption will never be transformed by keeping them hidden, but only
by bringing them out into the light and confronting them with the power of love.
Nonviolence means avoiding not only external physical violence but also internal violence of spirit. You not only refuse to shoot a man, but you refuse to hate him.
There is some good in the worst of us, and some evil in the best of us.
Of all the forms of inequality, injustice in health care is the most shocking and inhumane.
Those who love peace must learn to organize as effectively as those who love war.
I sought my soul, but my soul I could not see. I sought my God, but my God eluded me. I sought my brother and I found all three…
I have a dream that one day little black boys and girls will be holding hands with little white boys and girls.