Knowing that everything is possible suddenly nothing is necessary.
If a man like Malcolm X could change and repudiate racism, if I myself and other former Muslims can change, if young whites can change, then there is hope for America.
You don't have to teach people how to be human. You have to teach them how to stop being inhuman.
Respect commands itself and can neither be given nor withheld when it is due.
And why does it make you sad to see how everything hangs by such thin and whimsical threads? Because you’re a dreamer, an incredible dreamer, with a tiny spark hidden somewhere inside you which cannot die, which even you cannot kill or quench and which tortures you horribly because all the odds are against its continual burning. In the midst of the foulest decay and putrid savagery, this spark speaks to you of beauty, of human warmth and kindness, of goodness, of greatness, of heroism, of martyrdom, and it speaks to you of love.
You're either part of the solution or you're part of the problem.
The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less.
The work I have done has, already, been adequately rewarded and recognized. Imagination reaches out repeatedly trying to achieve some higher level of understanding, until suddenly I find myself momentarily alone before one new corner of nature's pattern of beauty and true majesty revealed. That was my reward.
. . . Your company. . . will send drugs to all the underdeveloped countries of the world, and since they do not have any standards, we will fool them all and can make a great big profit and never tell the doctors that there is a risk. . . . . You will meet the standards of the country in which you are advertising, not the. . . proper standard. . . I would think that you would not sleep at night. . . . I do not think this country will not stand for it.
I'm a very emotional guy.
I convinced her that her first loyalty isn't to other people, but to her own feelings.