Without Community Service we wouldnot have a strong quality of Life.
There is no contradiction between effective law enforcement and respect for civil and human rights.
When you’re a black woman, you seldom get to do what you just want to do; you always do what you have to do.
I think of my life as a unity of circles. Some are concentric, others overlap, but they all connect in some way. Sometimes the connections don’t happen for years. But when they do, I marvel. As in a shimmering kaleidoscope, familiar patterns keep unfolding.
Without community service, we would not have a strong quality of life. It’s important to the person who serves as well as the recipient. It’s the way in which we ourselves grow and develop.
My mother helped me understand how not to show off what I knew, but how to use it so that others might benefit.
We’ve got to work to save our children and do it with full respect for the fact that if we do not, no one else is going to do it.
We have to realize we are building a movement.
If the time is not ripe, we have to ripen the time.
We are not a problem people, we are people with problems.
We had people of all backgrounds coming together – all races, all creeds, all colors, all status in life. And coming together there was a kind of quiet dignity and a kind of sense of caring and a feeling of joint responsibility.
No one will do for you what you need to do for yourself. We cannot afford to be separate. We have to see that all of us are in the same boat.
I am the product of many whose lives have touched mine, from the famous, distinguished, and powerful to the little known and the poor.
The Black family of the future will foster our liberation, enhance our self-esteem, and shape our ideas and goals.
The black woman had had to struggle against being a person of great strength.
We have to see that all of us are in the same boat.
I want to be remembered as one who tried.
You never teach a subject, you always teach a child. You teach children in a way that they will learn, and then things will fall in place for them.
If I take a finger and touch you, you won’t even know you’ve been tapped. If I take two fingers, you will know that something touched you. But if I bring all of those fingers together in a fist, I can give you a terrible blow!
All you need to do is organize your butterflies.