there is clearly a kind of anger that is healthy. It is the concentration of one's whole being in the determination: this must change.

The point is to change one's life. The point is not to give some vent to the emotions that have been destroying one; the point is so to act that one can master them now.

Our task, of course, is to transmute the anger that is affliction into the anger that is determination to bring about change. I think, in fact, that one could give that as a definition of revolution.

This is the heart of my argument: We can put more pressure on the antagonist for whom we show human concern.

A liberation movement that is nonviolent sets the oppressor free as well as the oppressed.

Vengeance is not the point; change is. But the trouble is that in most people's minds the thought of victory and the thought of punishing the enemy coincide.

Our own pulse beats in every stranger's throat.

There should be no censorship of mail.

Think first of the action that is right to take, think later about coping with one's fears.

Nonviolent tactics can move into action on our behalf men not naturally inclined to act for us.

A great many of us must move from words to acts - from words of dissent to acts of disobedience.

Every beautiful girl need to hear some cute words but only one who deserve it.

I've noticed you only speak ghetto half of the time." - Stephanie"I'm multi-lingual, " Rancher said.I followed him to the door, feeling jealous, wishing I knew a second language.

Innocence is a splendid thing, only it has the misfortune not to keep very well and to be easily misled.

I don't denounce being Canadian at any point, but I'm definitely proud to be an American.

The older they get, the better they were when they were younger.

You can't win. Either you have the baby and wear your pain on the outside, or you don't have the baby, and you keep that ache in you forever

I’m on top of my green like a lawn chair

By the end of the millenium five men controlled the world's media. And the people rejoiced, because their TVs told them to.

Cowardice is the greatest sin.

In springtime, the only pretty ring time Birds sing, hey ding A-ding, a-ding Sweet lovers love the spring—