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Wisdom: Pablo Neruda

"Conocer el amor de los que amamos

es el fuego que alimenta la vida."

Pablo Neruda

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Wisdom: Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

"Estoy orgulloso de reunirme con ustedes hoy, where it will be before history the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our country.

hundred years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity. But one hundred years later, the black still is not free, one hundred years later, black life is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination; hundred years later, the black lives on a lonely island in the middle of a vast ocean of material prosperity hundred years later, the black is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land.

That's why we came here today to dramatize a shameful condition. In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, signed a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this country. So we have come to cash this check, a check to us upon demand the riches of freedom and security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of America the fierce urgency of now. This is not the time to have the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and not giving the importance to the decision of the blacks. This sweltering summer's legitimate discontent of Blacks will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality.

1963 is not an end but the beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice.

But one thing I say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. Must not be guilty of wrongful deeds in the process of getting the place rightfully ours. Not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead to distrust of all white people, because many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our and their freedom is inextricably linked to ours. We can not walk alone. As he spoke, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We can not go back.

Some people are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?"

We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, weary from so much travel, not gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We can not be satisfied as long as the Negro can move from a smaller ghetto to a larger ghetto. We can never be satisfied as long as a black in Mississippi can not vote and a black New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we're not satisfied and will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream."

I know some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You are the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the conviction that the suffering is not deserved, is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

Today I say to you, my friends, that despite the current difficulties, I still I have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream. "

dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self evident: that all men are created equal."

dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

dream that my four children will one day live in a country which will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor spits words of interposition and nullification interracial blacks, will become a place where black children, can join hands with those of white children and work together, as brothers and sisters.

I have a dream today!

dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be leveled and the crooked shall become straight, and the glory of God shall be revealed and will join the human race.

This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we can transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we can work together, pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand for freedom together, knowing that someday we will be free.

That will be the day when all God's children be able to sing with new meaning "My country is yours. Sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my forefathers died, land of the pilgrims pride , every mountainside, let freedom ring. " And if America is to be great, this must become true.

So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire! Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York! Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania! Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado! Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California! But not only that; Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia! Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi! From every mountainside, let freedom ring. "

When we let freedom ring let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we can hasten the day when all God's children, black and white, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics , able to join hands and sing in the words of the old black spiritual, "Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

"I have a dream" of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Speech read on the steps of Lincoln Memorial during the historic March on Washington.
Washington, DC
August 28, 1963

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Wisdom: Irish Proverb

"He who lives without discipline dies without honor

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Irish Proverb

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Wisdom: Poetry

"Am I
enough
artist to draw freely upon my imagination.

Imagination is more important than knowledge.

Knowledge is limited.
Imagination encircles
the world. "

Albert Einstein

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Albert Einstein: "Bottle of the sea" by Mario Benedetti

"I put these six verses in my bottle into the sea

with the secret design of

someday come to an almost deserted beach and a child

find and uncover the

and instead of lines and remove pebbles

relief and alerts and snails. "

Mario Benedetti