Martin Luther King was assassinated by James Earl Ray on this day in 1968.
“But so it is, that there is a secret affinity, a hankering after, evil in the human mind…that takes a perverse delight in mischief, since it is a never-failing source of satisfaction.
"Pure good soon grows insipid…Pain is a bitter-sweet, which never surfeits. Love turns, with a little indulgence, to indifference or disgust: Hatred alone is immortal.
"…the greatest possible good of each individual consists in doing all the mischief he can to his neighbor.” – William Hazlitt.
For more on the death of King, visit Farewells
Friday, April 4, 2008
A dream deferred
Posted by Unknown at 10:41 AM
Labels: brotherhood, deaths
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