The hatred and contempt for men, women and children that was manifested in the Shoah was a crime against God and against humanity.

I think the first duty of society is justice.

'District 9' was a singular anti-Apartheid metaphor, and 'Elysium' is a more general metaphor about immigration and how the First World and Third World meet. But the thing that I like the most about the metaphor is that it can be scaled to suit almost any scenario.

sustainable' justice Ãƒ¢Ã¢'¬Ã¢â‚¬œ that is, a corporate habit of relation that allows a community to believe that the security of its members does not depend entirely on contingent relations of power at any given moment.

I'm for truth, no matter who tells it. I'm for justice, no matter who it's for or against.

These negroes aren't asking for no nation. They wanna crawl back on the plantation.

Four hundred years the white man has had his foot-long knife in the black man's back--and now the white man starts to wiggle the knife out, maybe six inches! The black man's supposed to be grateful? Why, if the white man jerked the knife out, it's still going to leave a scar!

I'm for truth, no matter who tells it. I'm for justice, no matter who is for or against it.

Nobody can give you freedom. Nobody can give you equality or justice or anything. If you really want it, you take it.

Where the really sincere white people have got to do their "proving" of themselves is not among the black victims, but out on the battle lines of where America's racism really is—and that's in their own home communities; America's racism is among their own fellow whites. That's where the sincere whites who really mean to accomplish something have got to work. Aside

A thousand ways every day, the white man is telling you You can't live here, you can't enter here, you can't eat here, drink here, walk here, work here, you can't ride here, you can't play here, you can't study here. Haven't we seen enough to see that he has no plan to *unite* with you?

Sometimes, I have a dared dream to myself that one day, history may even say that my voice--which disturbed the white man's smugness, and his arrogance, and his complacency--that my voice helped to save America from a grave, possibly even a fatal catastrophe.