Quotes About Diversity

Life would be vanilla ice cream without 31 flavors of individuality.

To say the least, a town life makes one more tolerant and liberal in one's judgment of others.

Does anyone suppose that, in real life, answers to any of the great questions that worry us today are going to come out of homogeneous settlements?

I am sure there is a right way and a wrong way and in today's life, there are many different rules of being politically correct.

Life in California is beautiful.

In death the many become one; in life the one become many.

Discomfort levels in our societies are rising, or so it would seem. In theory, we invoke diversity and tolerance. But in real life, we raise our hackles and withdraw into ourselves.

Every way all that anyone could be.… If anybody.

You know what I like about you, Finch? You're interesting. You're different. And I can talk to you. Don't let that go to your head." The

the great thing about this life of ours is that you can be someone different to everybody. I

I guess now you know you're not the only freak." It's the nicest thing she's ever said to me.

YOU ARE WANTED. Big, small, tall, short, pretty, plain, friendly, shy. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, not even yourself. Especially not yourself.

b. We alternate choosing places to go, but we also have to be willing to go where the road takes us. This means the grand, the small, the bizarre, the poetic, the beautiful, the ugly, the surprising. Just like life. But absolutely, unconditionally, resolutely nothing ordinary.

As for the rest of you,remember this:YOU ARE WANTED. Big,small,tall,short,pretty,plain,friendly,shy. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, not even yourself. Especially not yourself.

she collects—lizards and beetles and flowers and bottle caps and stacks and stacks of candy wrappers and American Girl dolls

As for the rest of you, remember this: YOU ARE WANTED. Big, small, tall, short, pretty, friendly, shy. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, not even yourself. Especially not yourself.

Você é todas as cores em uma, em pleno brilho

Eres todos los colores en uno, con su máxima intensidad.

He's carrying around things that I can never know about, just like I am, just like we all are. I'm not sure what these things of his are, but I can guess. Dusty's sensitive, he's honest. He's a little eccentric. He's almost certainly gay, but I doubt even he knows it. Like Libby, he's not going to pretend to be someone he's not, and he's not afraid to be different. But other kids won't always like that.

One of the great pleasures of my life is making comments like this, because having a gay son is my bigoted prick of a father's worst nightmare.

I used to think that. But then I realized, believe it or not, it's actually beautiful to some people. It must be, because enough people live here, and they can't all think it's ugly." He smiles out at the ugly trees and the ugly farmland and the ugly kids as if he can see Oz. As if he can really, truly see the beauty that's there.

which is exactly how we act, the three of us running off in three different directions.

You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.

The great thing about this life of ours is that you can be someone different to everybody.