Quotes About Stigma

If I had to describe Trish, I would say: "high school parking lot." She smokes. She wears too much makeup. She probably gives great hand jobs.

Fear what they don't know and they hate what they fear that's why they hate me

Trzeba by?o poznawa? kobiety nie przez okulary Mickiewiczów, Krasi?skich albo S?owackich, ale ze statystyki, która uczy, ?e ka?dy bia?y anio? jest w dziesi?tej cz??ci prostytutk?.

You've got to watch the politics of AIDS. The politics of AIDS can work both for and against the victims of AIDS.

Helio was fresh off a four-year stint upstate for armed robbery. He looked it too. Sunglasses, a doo-rag on his head, white T-shirt under a flannel shirt that had only the top button buttoned so that it looked like a cape or bat wings. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing crude prison tattoos etched onto his forearm and the prison muscles coiling thereunder. There is an unmistakable look to prison muscles, a smooth, marblelike quality as opposed to their puffier health club counterparts. We

People, Win knew, made snap judgments based on appearances. No great insight there. And yes, there were the obvious prejudices against African-Americans or Jews or what-have-you. But Win was more concerned with the more garden-variety prejudices. If, for example, you see an overweight woman eating a doughnut, you are repulsed. You make snap judgments—she is undisciplined, lazy, sloppy, probably stupid, definitely lacking in self-esteem. In

The writer of swashbuckling adventures is a pathetic little homosexual who still lives with his invalid mother.

Thing is, foot-washers think women are a sin in definition.

he's freed himself from every stigma, but he sits nursing his hangover of hatred….

Nowadays he's got more than he ever had in his life, he has everything but breeding, he's freed himself from every stigma, but he sits nursing his hangover of hatred. . . 

be', il vecchio Adolf Hitler ha dato addosso agli ebrei, li ha messi in prigione, gli ha portato via tutto e non li ha lasciati uscire dal paese, e poi ha lavato tutti i deboli di nente... Lavato i deboli di mente?... Sissignora, penso che fosse perché non capivano di doversi lavare, forse un debole di mente non sa tenersi pulito.

I do wish this time you'd try to dress better while you're home. Folks in town get the wrong impression of you. They think you are--ah--slumming.

It's hard to explain - ignorant, trashy people use it when they think somebody's favoring Negroes over and above themselves. It's slipped into usage with some people like ourselves, when they want a common, ugly term to label somebody....baby, it's never an insult to be called what somebody thinks is a bad name. It just shows you how poor that person is, it doesn't hurt you.

The female body was particularly absorbent when it came to shame. If you wrung out any woman's body, you would discover it was soaked in shame.

They often got my file mixed up and thought that I had gone to juvenile detention for being a prostitute. All I had done was date a pimp.

You'll never get a boyfriend if you look like you wandered out of Auschwitz.

I think sometimes women who are supposed to be strong are also written as mean and vindictive.

I'm difficult to cast. In comedy, if there's a female character, usually written by a bloke, she's either the ditsy good-looking one, or the sexually aggressive one. I never fit into those.

My family was always wondering why I ended up playing people who were mentally ill, insane, downtrodden, and a little crazy. I think what they don't understand is that most female parts are written basically as hysterical women.

People take the little bit of information they're fed, and they draw a picture of who you are. Most of the time, it's wrong.

I'm so sick of people shaming women for being sensitive or vulnerable. It's so bizarre to me... I do have those qualities, and I just don't think there's anything wrong with them.

I've never been married, but I tell people I'm divorced so they won't think something is wrong with me.

The biggest misconception about the homeless is that they got themselves in the mess - let them get themselves out. Many people think they are simply lazy. I urge those to make a friend at a local mission and find out how wrong these assumptions are.

A problem shared is a problem halved, but as with so many problems affecting women - periods, menopause, post-natal depression - we often feel embarrassed, as if we're moaning or just plain wrong to air them.