If you are in difficulties with a book, try the element of surprise: attack it at an hour when it isn't expecting it.

The way to right wrongs is to turn the light of truth upon them.

One had better die fighting against injustice than die like a dog or a rat in a trap.

The people must know before they can act, and there is no educator to compare with the press.

There must always be a remedy for wrong and injustice if we only know how to find it.

Virtue knows no color line.

Those who commit the murders write the reports.

I am only a mouthpiece through which to tell the story of lynching and I have told it so often that I know it by heart. I do not have to embellish; it makes its own way.

A Winchester rifle should have a place of honor in every black home.

The appeal to the white man's pocket has ever been more effectual than all the appeals ever made to his conscience.

The appetite grows for what it feeds on.

April 1. This is the day upon which we are reminded of what we are on the other three hundred and sixty-four.

Some people come into our lives and make us fall in love with our self!

That was when things got weird. You may have thought things were weird already, but this was uber-weird

Unceasing prayer is the unbroken union of the soul with God, so that life from God flows into our life; and from our life, purity and holiness flow back to God.

Maybe there's something new that can document an idea quicker, but pen and paper have always been pretty handy for me.

In the day of prosperity we have many refuges to resort to; in the day of adversity, only one.

In all my years of New York cab riding I have yet to find the colorful, philosophical cabdriver that keeps popping up on the late movies.

For man to be able to live he must either not see the infinite, or have such an explanation of the meaning of life as will connect the finite with the infinite.

What dark secrets do you keep hidden from the world? Where would you go if no one could find you? What would you do if no one could see you?

We are all jars of clay, fragile and poor, yet we carry within us an immense treasure.