It’s hard for anyone intelligent to be nonviolent. Everything in the universe does something when you start playing with his life, except the American Negro. He lays down and says, ‘Beat me, daddy.’
If, at a party, I say I’m a poet, people have a hard time responding, almost as if I’d said I’m a priest.
People need hard times and oppression to develop psychic muscles.
No matter how hard I tried to popularize, I never cheapened a great work of art.
If you can’t read, it’s going to be hard to realize dreams.
It’s hard to say when or if we will actually arrive at that place called ‘post-racial’, or, better yet, post-racism.
You shall find out how salt is the taste of another man’s bread, and how hard is the way up and down another man’s stairs.
It’s much more difficult to work on a broad subject than on a specific one, because even if it’s hard to find the information, if you look hard enough for something specific you will find it, and you will discover things that you wouldn’t have thought of before.
It’s particularly hard to take being stabbed in the back close to home. There’s always a feeling of betrayal when people of your own group oppose you.
During the Great Depression, African Americans were faced with problems that were not unlike those experienced by the most disadvantaged groups in society. The Great Depression had a leveling effect, and all groups really experienced hard times: poor whites, poor blacks.