I didn't want to. I didn't think I should have to. I didn't feel that it was the right thing for us to be enduring.

the real reason of my not standing up was I felt that I had a right to be treated as any other passenger. We had endured that kind of treatment for too long.

God has always given me the strength to say what is right.

I had felt for a long time that, if I was ever told to get up so a white person could sit, that I would refuse to do so.

People always say that I didn't give up my seat because I was tired, but that isn't true. I was not tired physically... No, the only tired I was, was tired of giving in.

I'm tired of being treated like a second-class citizen.