A person's a person, no matter how small.
The greatest sweetener of human life is Friendship. To raise this to the highest pitch of enjoyment, is a secret which but few discover.
We need more light about each other. Light creates understanding, understanding creates love, love creates patience, and patience creates unity.
In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.
In the same vein as these events, National Minority Health Month also serves as a reminder of how much work needs to be done to eliminate health and healthcare inequities.
The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.
We have to heal our wounded world. The chaos, despair, and senseless destruction we see today are a result of the alienation that people feel from each other and their environment.
A person is a person because he recognizes others as persons.
Humanity is acquiring all the right technology for all the wrong reasons.
All sins are attempts to fill voids.
Every man takes the limits of his own field of vision for the limits of the world.
A man's feet should be planted in his country, but his eyes should survey the world.
I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
Man is made or unmade by himself. By the right choice he ascends. As a being of power, intelligence, and love, and the lord of his own thoughts, he holds the key to every situation.
I measure the progress of a community by the degree of progress which women have achieved.
Dignity does not consist in possessing honours, but in deserving them.
Ninety-nine percent of who you are is invisible and untouchable.
Of mankind we may say in general they are fickle, hypocritical, and greedy of gain.
I despise people who depend on these things [heroin and cocaine]. If you really want a mind-altering experience, look at a tree.
Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.
As far as I knew white women were never lonely, except in books. White men adored them, Black men desired them and Black women worked for them.