Quotes About Oppression

Als er overal wordt gelogen, als je eigen ervaring zo tegengesteld is aan de officiële waarheid en op die manier van je wordt afgepakt, moet je wel verstommen.

Rich was beginning to see how the world worked against virtually all women, the privileged and the unprivileged, and her increasing awareness of all the ways she was being held back fueled her righteous indignation.

When men decided women could be educated - this is what I think - they educated them on the male plan; they put them into schools with mottoes and school songs and muddy team games, they made them were collars and ties. It was a way to concede the right to learning, yet remain safe; the products of the system would always be inferior to the original model. Women were forced to imitate men, and bound not to succeed at it.

A lie is no less a lie because it is a thousand years old. Your undivided church has liked nothing better than persecuting its own members, burning them and hacking them apart when they stood by their own conscience, slashing their bellies open and feeding their guts to dogs.

He thinks, ten years I have had my soul flattened and pressed till it's not the thickness of paper. Henry has ground and ground me in the mill of his desires, and now I am fined down to dust I am no more use to him, I am powder in the wind. Princes hate those to whom they have incurred debts.

Jane is shaking. 'They are too much burdened with taxes.' The king leans forward. 'The burdens of tax do not rest on the shoulders of labourers, or small husbandmen. Dives, the rich man, knows and has always known how to pass off his interests as the interests of Lazarus, the beggar.

Henry says, 'Her Grace will withdraw.' Jane is shaking. 'They are too much burdened with taxes.' The king leans forward. 'The burdens of tax do not rest on the shoulders of labourers, or small husbandmen. Dives, the rich man, knows and has always known how to pass off his interests as the interests of Lazarus, the beggar.

No: these are the complaints of small landowners, and men who don't like to pay their taxes. Men who want to be petty kings in their shires, who want the women to curtsey as they pass through the marketplace. I know these paltry gods, he thinks. We had them in Putney. They have them everywhere.

But remember that truth itself becomes a lie in the twisted minds of our conquerors.

As I speak to you today, government censors somewhere are working furiously to erase my words from the records of history. But history itself has already condemned these tactics.

For black people, being around white people is sometimes like taking care of babies you don't like, babies who throw up on you again and again, but whom you cannot punish, because they're babies.

What woman here is so enamored of her own oppression," she wondered, "that she cannot see her heel print upon another woman's face?

North Korea is perhaps the darkest place in the world. The country lacks electricity; everything is gray and monotone

Those who would later lament Seif and his father's (Qaddafi) regime are like a man who looks at the ashes and says, "I much prefer the fire

He had seen the banning of books, music and films, the closure of theaters and cinemas, the outlawing of football, and all the other countless ways in which the Libyan dictatorship, like a crazed jealous lover, infiltrated every aspect of public and private life.

They dug up the graves and burnt the bodies," he said. He began to tell me of an elderly man in the town but then stopped. "Do you want to speak to him?" he asked. "Who dug up the bodies?" "Qaddafi's men, of course," he said in a mildly offended tone. "Reinforcements arrived in buses. The situation here is very bad.

and that their conquering hordes spread northward, subduing the Finns and Lapps, whom they found in possession of the land, partly exterminating them, partly forcing them up into the barren mountains of the extreme North.

What has always made the state a hell on earth has been precisely that man has tried to make it heaven.

I want to scream at him! Do you know how hard it is to always keep your head down? To swallow insults and endure outright threats? And yet I have done so. I thought it proved my toughness. I thought if you saw I could take whatever came at me and still smile, you would see that I was worthy.

No approving of the Evil Overlords

You can't win when someone else makes all the rules

Lying on his bed feels like wiping my dirty peasant feet on the throne.

Wide-sounding Zeus takes away half a man's worth on the day when slavery comes upon him.

Words will not speak and the silence freezes into the images of the apartheid