Wednesday, January 17, 2007

WHERE'S THE LOVE Y'ALL

Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must ever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
Without love, benevolence becomes egotism.
All men are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality.
The quality, not the longevity, of one's life is what is important.
I submit that an individual who breaks a law that conscience tells him is unjust, and who willingly accepts the penalty of imprisonment in order to arouse the conscience of the community over its injustice, is in reality expressing the highest respect for the law.
We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools.
If man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live.
Ten thousand fools proclaim themselves into obscurity, while one wise man forgets himself into immortality.
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
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.
It may be true that the law cannot make a man love me, but it can stop him from lynching me, and I think that's pretty important.
We are prone to judge success by the index of our salaries or the size of our automobile rather than by the quality of our service and relationship to mankind.
Segregation is the adultery of an illicit intercourse between injustice and immorality.
Everybody can be great because anybody can serve. You don't have to have college degree to serve. You don't have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.
Like an unchecked cancer, hate corrodes the personality and eats away its vital unity. Hate destroys a man's sense of values and his objectivity. It causes him to describe the beautiful as ugly and the ugly as beautiful, and to confuse the true with the false and the false with the true. Power at its best is love implementing the demands of justice. Justice at its best is love correcting everything that stands against love.
When you are right you cannot be too radical; when you are wrong, you cannot be too conservative.

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