As long as God gives me strength to work and try to make things real for my children, I'm going to work for it - even if it means making the ultimate sacrifice.
Medgar EversRead
When you hate, the only person that suffers is you because most of the people you hate don't know it and the rest don't care.
Interpretation
Hate harms the hater more than the target of their hate.
This quote by Medgar Evers emphasizes the destructive nature of hate, suggesting that harboring such feelings primarily harms the individual who hates. The targets of our hate often remain unaffected, leading to a realization that it's the hater who truly suffers from their own negative emotions rather than inflicting any significant harm on others.
In practice
Using this quote in a discussion about emotional well-being.
As long as God gives me strength to work and try to make things real for my children, I'm going to work for it - even if it means making the ultimate sacrifice.
First it was the whites, and then their Negro message bearers. And the word was always the same: 'Tell your sons to take their names off the books. Don't show up at the courthouse voting day.'
It may sound funny, but I love the South. I don't choose to live anywhere else. There's land here, where a man can raise cattle, and I'm going to do it some day.
The gifts of God should be enjoyed by all citizens in Mississippi.
The six of us gathered at my house, and we walked to the polls. I'll never forget it. Not a Negro was on the streets, and when we got to the courthouse, the clerk said he wanted to talk with us. When we got into his office, some 15 or 20 armed white men surged in behind us - men I had grown up with, had played with.
Except for teachers, who are 'controlled' as far as his militancy is concerned, good jobs are rare for Negroes.
There is only one time when it is essential to awaken. That time is now.
It is better to err by excess of mercy than by excess of severity. . .Wilt thou become a Saint? Be severe to thyself but kind to others.
Those who write clearly have readers, those who write obscurely have commentators.
That cotton trade was almost the deal breaker for me. It was at that point that I said, βMr. Stupid, why risk everything on one trade? Why not make your life a pursuit of happiness rather than pain?
We can set our deeds to the music of a grateful heart, and seek to round our lives into a hymn β the melody of which will be recognized by all who come in contact with us, and the power of which shall not be evanescent, like the voice of the singer, but perennial, like the music of the spheres.
I thought they were helping me. I was so full of trust in them that I felt grateful as they carried me in the air. Only when they threw me overboard did I begin to have doubts.
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