I realized that no one could save me but myself. The prison authorities were both uninterested and unable. I had to seek out the truth and unravel the snarled web of my  motivations. I had to find out who I am and what I want to be, what type of man I should be, and what I could do to become the best of which I was capable. I understood that what had happened to me had also happened to countless other blacks and it would happen to many, many more.

I learned that I had been taking the easy way out, running away from problems. I also learned that it is easier to do evil than it is to do good.

 – Eldridge Cleaver