He who is reluctant to recognize me opposes me.

I ascribe a basic importance to the phenomenon of language. To speak means to be in a position to use a certain syntax, to grasp the morphology of this or that language, but it means above all to assume a culture, to support the weight of a civilization.

However painful it may be for me to accept this conclusion, I am obliged to state it: for the black man there is only one destiny. And it is white.

For the black man there is only one destiny. And it is white.

Violence is man re-creating himself.

Fervor is the weapon of choice of the impotent.

There is a point at which methods devour themselves.

He who is reluctant to recognize me opposes me.