Malcolm X Quotes
It's got to be the ballot or the bullet. The ballot or the bullet. If you're afraid to use an expression like that, you should get back in the cotton patch, you should get back in the alley.
Quotes to Explore
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I was brought up in a very poor and very violent household. I spent much of my childhood being afraid.
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I allow myself to fail. I allow myself to break. I'm not afraid of my flaws.
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Beauty without expression is boring.
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In school, I was Martha in 'Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?' I loved that.
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I thought Sarah Palin was the ultimate expression of comic outrageousness in a person.
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Both sides of the aisle - Republican and Democrat - have been unwilling and afraid to address the deficit, and someone's got to.
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I'm not afraid of turning 80 and I have lots of things to do. I don't have time for dying.
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I'm loyal. I'm real. I'm not afraid to say what I'm thinking.
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Rising anti-Semitism is rarely the lone or the last expression of intolerance in a society.
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I definitely have my opinions that I'm very vocal about and I'm not afraid to put them out there.
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Politics are usually the executive expression of human immaturity.
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I'm not afraid of death, but I resent it. I think it's unfair and irritating.
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I'm afraid of everything. But maybe when you're afraid of everything, it sort of seems like you're scared of nothing.
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We should purify our innate well of contentment - what a wonderful expression - and then external things will be in harmony with us.
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To be afraid is to behave as if the truth were not true.
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The typewriting machine, when played with expression, is no more annoying than the piano when played by a sister or near relation.
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The early expression of my youth was filled with all the aspects of art.
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I tend to write about my anxieties - it's what I'm afraid will happen. And I write a story working it out.
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Outward appearance is nothing to Him if it is not an expression of the inner.
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If I may ride with you, Citizen Evremonde, will you let me hold your hand? I am not afraid, but I am little and weak, and it will give me more courage." As the patient eyes were lifted to his face, he saw a sudden doubt in them, and then astonishment. He pressed the work-worn, hunger-worn young fingers, and touched his lips. "Are you dying for him?" she whispered. "And his wife and child. Hush! Yes." "Oh, you will let me hold your brave hand, stranger?" "Hush! Yes, my poor sister; to the last.
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Even if a poet writes about sitting in a glass house drinking tea, it reflects politics.
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I only see clearly what I remember.
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It's got to be the ballot or the bullet. The ballot or the bullet. If you're afraid to use an expression like that, you should get back in the cotton patch, you should get back in the alley.
