Carolina QuotesI, like my teacher, looked beyond our faults and saw our needs. I never try to judge you (as crazy as you are), because I love you. I just can’t help myself! I was born to love you. My teacher (told me), like his Teacher told him: “Take plenty. Take plenty.” I have taken plenty and I don’t complain.
Louis Farrakhan Connected to the Carolinas
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- Here I Stand (February 25, 2018)
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