Black is beautiful when it is a slum kid studying to enter college, when it is a man learning new skills for a new job. . . .
Whitney M. YoungRead
Every man is our brother, and every man’s burden is our own. Where poverty exists, all are poorer. Where hate flourishes, all are corrupted. Where injustice reins, all are unequal.
Interpretation
We are all interconnected, and the struggles of one affect us all.
This quote emphasizes the concept of universal brotherhood and shared responsibility. It suggests that societal issues such as poverty, hate, and injustice not only harm individuals but also weaken the fabric of our collective existence, urging us to acknowledge and address the burdens carried by others as if they were our own.
In practice
Using this quote during a speech on community service efforts.
Black is beautiful when it is a slum kid studying to enter college, when it is a man learning new skills for a new job. . . .
No race has a monopoly on vice or virtue, and the worth of an individual is not related to the color of his skin.
The danger is that people may mistake what is basically a change in vocabulary for a change in behavior, practices, and attitudes. While practically all Americans have learned to talk inoffensively, not enough have learned to think differently, nor act positively.
Black Power simply means: Look at me, I'm here. I have dignity. I have pride. I have roots. I insist, I demand that I participate in those decisions that affect my life and the lives of my children. It means that I am somebody.
The art of living lies less in eliminating our troubles than in growing with them.
What does it say about a society that it devotes more care and patience to the selection of those who handle its money than of those who handle its children?
Just as a man would not cherish living in a body other than his own, so do nations not like to live under other nations, however noble and great the latter may be.
There is no contradiction between effective law enforcement and respect for civil and human rights.
From the depths of the West of Europe, a young child will be born of poor people, he who by his tongue will seduce a great troop; his fame will increase towards the realm of the East.
So, I looked up, and we were in this giant dome like a glass snowball, and Mark said that the amazing white stars were really only holes in the black glass of the dome, and when you went to heaven, the glass broke away, and there was nothing but a whole sheet of star white, which is brighter than anything but doesn't hurt your eyes. It was vast and open and thinly quiet, and I felt so small.
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