Quotes About Diversity

This business of humanity having two different sexes makes for all kinds of headaches.

every coin has three sides

Life is sometimes tough when you do not fit the standard profile.

because our realities are different, we think differently and see the world differently.

Rich dad encouraged Mike and me to know a little about a lot. He encouraged us to work with people smarter than we were and to bring smart people together to work as a team. Today it would be called a synergy of professional specialities.

You want to know a little about a lot" was rich dad's suggestion.

We just began to separate from the crowd.

In the E and S quadrants, discrimination does exist, especially in companies. Your looks, your education, your skin color, and your gender all count on the left side.

You want to know a little about a lot" was

But I believe I rather like superstitious people. They lend color to life. Wouldn't it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible . . . and good? What would we find to talk about?

I read somewhere once that souls were like flowers,' said Priscilla. 'Then your soul is a golden narcissus,' said Anne, 'and Diana's is like a red, red rose. Jane's is an apple blossom, pink and wholesome and sweet.' 'And your own is a white violet, with purple streaks in its heart,' finished Priscilla.

People who are different from other people are always called peculiar,' said Anne.

It was really dreadful to be so different from other people…and yet rather wonderful, too, as if you were a being strayed from another star.

But just think what a dull world it would be if everyone was sensible,' pleaded Anne.

Anne has as many shades as a rainbow and every shade is the prettiest while it lasts.

It takes all sorts of people to make a world, as I've often heard, but I think there are some who could be spared,' Anne told her reflection in the east gable mirror that night.

Wouldn't it be a rather drab world if everybody was wise and sensible…and good? What would we find to talk about?

She isn't like any of the girls I ever knew, or any of the girls I was myself. How many girls were you, Aunt Jimsie? About half a dozen, my dear.

Not lovelier. But a different kind of loveliness. There are so many kinds of loveliness.

I don't want her to be like other people. There are too many other people around as it is.

Now you see why I can't be perfectly happy. No one could, who has red hair.

Books are not written about proper children. They would be so dull no one would read them.

She isn't like any of the girls I ever knew, or any of the girls I was myself.

You can never tell about those Yankees!