"I, too, sing America. I, too, am America."

"I swear to the Lord I still can't see why Democracy means everybody but me."

"What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore— And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over— like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it j…"

"The night is beautiful, so the faces of my people. The stars are beautiful, so the eyes of my people. Beautiful, also, is the sun. Beautiful, also, are the souls of my people."

"Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams die, Life is a broken-winged bird, That cannot fly."