Quotes About Diversity

Do not deride someone's faith simply because you do not share it, Lord Cladent," Sazed said quietly.

Oh, don't worry. If you didn't say some stupid things every once in a while, you certainly wouldn't fit in with this group.

You don't have to believe in my miracles. You can call them accidents or coincidences, if you must. But don't pity me for my faith. And don't presume that you're better, just because you believe something different.

You said their prayer - is this the religion you believe in, then?" "I believe in them all." Vin frowned. "None of them contradict each other?" Sazed smiled. "Oh, often and frequently they do. But, I respect the truths behind them all.

we're all freaks sometimes, Melody," he replied. "You're just... well, better at it than most.

People were just too complex to reduce to simple personality traits.

The body needs many different foods to remain healthy. And the mind needs many different ideas to remain sharp.

I'm from southern Arelon, Princess," Ahan said, reaching for some more clams. "To us, round is beautiful. Not everyone wants their women to look like starving schoolboys.

Standing out like a punk guitarist in a mariachi band.

You said their prayer – is this the religion you believe in, then?" "I believe in them all." Vin frowned. "None of them contradict each other?" Sazed smiled. "Oh, often and frequently they do. But, I respect the truths behind them all – and I believe in the need for each one to be remembered

Ain't nothing wrong with being a woman, gancho," Lopen said. "Some of my relatives are women.

The problem with people was that everyone saw other nations from far away. Saw them as big mountainous blobs. Foreigners. Strange. Got it. Up close, it was hard to see people that way. Each was so distinctive.

You don't have to believe in my miracles. You can call them accidents or coincidences, if you must. But don't pity me for my faith. And don't presume that you're better, just because you believe something different.

He didn't like it when people used the word "stupid" for the way he was. People called one another stupid when they made mistakes. Dabbid wasn't a mistake. He could make mistakes. Then he was stupid. But not always. He couldn't think fast like others. But that made him different, not stupid. Stupid was a choice.

People are discord," Syl said. "What does that mean?" "You all act differently and think differently. Nothing else is like that—animals act alike (...) There's harmony in that. But not in you—it seems that no two of you can agree on anything. All the world does as it is supposed to, except for humans. Maybe that's why you so often want to kill each other.

Like I said," MeLaan said. "He's set it up so that you have no choice—so far as you see it." "You see it differently?" "I've been a lot of people, Ladrian. Seen through a lot of eyes. There's always another perspective, if you look hard enough.

Look close at a given person, and you'd see their uniqueness—see that they didn't quite match whatever broad category you'd first put them in.

They were people. They were all just… people. With strange carapaces or odd life cycles. They lived, and they loved.

El cuerpo necesita muchas comidas diferentes para mantenerse sano. Y la mente necesita muchas ideas distintas para mantenerse aguda.

They will try," Jasnah said, "to define you by something you are not. Don't let them. I can be a scholar, a woman, a historian, a Radiant. People will still try to classify me by the thing that makes me an outsider. They want, ironically, the thing I don't do or believe to be the prime marker of my identity. I have always rejected that, and will continue to do so.

He was a creature who knew three hundred religions, yet had faith in none of them. So

Dabbid wasn't a mistake. He could make mistakes. Then he was stupid. But not always. He couldn't think fast like others. But that made him different, not stupid. Stupid was a choice.

He had been more complex than that. Every person was.

Human taste is as varied as human fingerprints," Wit said. "Nobody will like everything, everybody dislikes something, someone loves that thing you hate—but at least being hated is better than nothing. To risk metaphor, a grand painting is often about contrast: brightest brights, darkest darks. Not grey mush. That a thing is hated is not proof that it's great art, but the lack of hatred is certainly proof that it is not.