I am an immigrant with a Green Card and, therefore, I am not eligible to vote in a federal election.

In the land of my birth I cannot vote, whereas a young person of eighteen can vote. And why? Because he or she possesses that wonderful biological attribute – a white skin.

Every immigrant who comes here should be required within five years to learn English or leave the country.

All an agent is going to do is buy things for a player, damage his eligibility, and make the player dependent on them.

Throwing out preclearance when it has worked and is continuing to work to stop discriminatory changes is like throwing away your umbrella in a rainstorm because you are not getting wet.

I go for all sharing the privileges of the government, who assist in bearing its burdens. Consequently, I go for admitting all whites to the right of suffrage, who pay taxes or bear arms (by no means excluding females).

Africans require, want, the franchise on the basis of one man one vote. They want political independence.

I’m glad I can’t vote.

The vote is the most powerful instrument ever devised by man for breaking down injustice and destroying the terrible walls which imprison men because they are different from other men.

America isn’t Congress. America isn’t Washington. America is the striving immigrant who starts a business, or the mom who works two low-wage jobs to give her kid a better life. America is the union leader and the CEO who put aside their differences to make the economy stronger.

Giving every man a vote has no more made men wise and free than Christianity has made them good.

A man without a vote is man without protection.

It is inaccurate to say that I hate everything. I am strongly in favor of common sense, common honesty, and common decency. This makes me forever ineligible for public office.

I don’t think there’s been anything in the game of football in my lifetime that has changed college football more than redshirting.

When I joined the freedom movement in Mississippi in my early 20s, it was to come to the aid of sharecroppers, like my parents, who had been thrown off the land they’d always known – the plantations – because they attempted to exercise their ‚democratic‘ right to vote.

Clever and attractive women do not want to vote; they are willing to let men govern as long as they govern men.

Nobody will ever deprive the American people of the right to vote except the American people themselves and the only way they could do this is by not voting.

If I were a woman, I’d simply refuse to speak to any man or do anything for men until I’d got the vote.