There Was A Time When

If We Are Going To Be Masters Of Our Destiny, We Must Be Masters Of The Ideas That Influence That Destiny.

Man's Most Intelligent Age May Have Gotten Lost In History.

I Understood That My Family Was Rich In Love But Would Probably Never Own The Land My Father, John, Dreamed Of Owning. My Mother, Willie Ella Mays Clarke, Was A Washerwoman For Poor White Folks In The Area Of Columbus, Georgia Where The Writer Carson Mccullers Once Lived.

I'm One Of The People Who Believes That Our Losses Were Greater Than Our Gains. Because Before The Civil Rights Movement We Had Entrepreneurship In The Black Community. Right Now, In Harlem, If I Wanted To Get A Shoe Repaired, I Would Have A Hard Time Finding A Black Shoe Repairman. On Near About Every Third Corner, You Could Find A Decent Black Barber, Decent Black Laundry, Had Restaurants In The Neighborhood That Were Open 24 Hours. The Food Was Good At 3 O'clock In The Morning As At 3 O'clock In The Afternoon.

I Don't Attend Any Particular Church Now. I Don't Believe In Denominations, Nor Do I Believe In Organized Religion.