I'm so familiar with what Malcolm X wrote at certain stages of his own life and development.

Hope is essential to any political struggle for radical change when the overall social climate promotes disillusionment and despair.

I am convinced that the Black man will only reach his full potential when he learns to draw upon the strengths and insights of the Black woman.

The liberal uses the radical's language to achieve the conservative's aim: the preservation of the capitalist system, and the traditional ethnic/racial hierarchy within society.

At the heart of the fractured soul of America is the frightening chasm of race.

Whiteness in a racist, corporate-controlled society is like having the image of an American Express Cardstamped on one's face: immediately you are “universally accepted.”

The crisis of black politics can only be resolved through the development of multiclass, multiracial, progressive political structures.

The 'We Have Overcome' generation has run out of intellectual creativity but refuses to leave the political stage.

Gene Roberts, one of Malcolm's X chiefs of security, was an NYPD undercover cop. He later went on to bigger things by being a disruptive force inside of the Black Panther Party.

I think that Malcolm X was the most remarkable historical figure produced by Black America in the 20th century.

One of the major differences I see in the political climate today is that there is less collective support for coming to critical consciousness – in communities, in institutions, among friends.

People on the outside think there’s something magical about writing…

Here I am, I still go on, you know, like the tides.

But no matter for that, you can be tolerably happy, perhaps, notwithstanding; but as for guessing how happy I am, or knowing anything about the matter,--- O! its quite beyond what you can understand.

I'm an entertainer and I entertain people and they entertain me back by asking questions. And some of them I answer.

People are still trying to figure out who I am. Most people just say I play the game the right way.

The one wholly true thought one can hold about the past is that it is not here. To think about it at all is therefore to think about illusions.

I want to feel passion, I want to feel pain. I want to weep at the sound of your name. Come make me laugh, come make me cry... just make me feel alive.

None of Nature's landscapes are ugly so long as they are wild.

Back in the 70s and 80s, women felt the discrimination of being overweight. And now 35% of the letters I receive are from men.

Tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil.