Quotes About Resistance

overseers and bosses had increased their scrutiny and would be extra vigilant on the full moon, the white beacon that so often agitated the slave with a mind to run.

Patrol was not difficult work. They stopped any niggers they saw and demanded their passes. They stopped niggers they knew to be free, for their amusement but also to remind the Africans of the forces arrayed against them, whether they were owned by a white man or not.

Carpenter snarled when he said the word, a mangy dog hoarding his bone:

Stulna kroppar som arbetade på stulen mark.

She said that white towns had simply banded together to rid themselves of the black stronghold in their midst. That is how the European tribes operate, she said. If they can't control it, they destroy it.

Con el tiempo les fueron quitando a palos las palabras del otro lado del océano. Por simplificar, por borrarles la identidad, por sofocar revueltas.

Maybe everything the slave catcher said was true, Cora thought, every justification, and the sons of Ham were cursed and the slave master performed the Lord's will. And maybe he was just a man talking to an outhouse door, waiting for someone to wipe her ass.

To escape the boundary of the plantation was to escape the fundamental principles of your existence: impossible.

The world had whispered its rules to him for his whole life and he refused to listen, hearing instead a higher order.

Stolen bodies working stolen land.

Master said the only thing more dangerous than a nigger with a gun," he told them, "was a nigger with a book. That must be a big pile of black powder, then!" When

When she got older, she described herself as a student of American history, attuned to the inevitable. She said that white towns had simply banded together to rid themselves of the black stronghold in their midst. That is how the European tribes operate, she said. If they can't control it, they destroy it.

The niggers did not post sentries over their dead. Niggers did not pound on the door of the sheriff, they did not haunt the offices of the newspapermen. No sheriff paid them any mind, no journalist listened to their stories. The bodies of their loved ones disappeared into sacks and reappeared in the cool cellars of medical schools to relinquish their secrets. Every one of them a miracle, in Stevens's view, providing instruction into the intricacies of God's design.

The Great War had always been between the white and the black. It always would be. Cora

Be kind to everybody. Make art. Fight the power.

Well, I'd say fuck too, if I were me. I'd say it backward and forward and around the block, fuck this and fuck that and fuck it all at once, twice, three times.

She wanted to tell him so much, on the tarmac, the day he left. The world is run by brutal men and the surest proof is their armies. If they ask you to stand still, you should dance. If they ask you to burn the flag, wave it. If they ask you to murder, re-create. Theorem, anti-theorem, corollary, anti-corollary. Underline it twice. It's all there in the numbers. Listen to your mother. Listen to me, Joshua. Look me in the eyes. I have something to tell you.

The true nature of a democracy is its ability to say yes when even the powerful say no

Yap?lan her ÅŸeye her an dikkat edilen zoraki bir topluluk yaÅŸam?n?n, en az?ndan geçici bir süre için de olsa, toplumdan kaçmaya yönelik dayan?lmaz bir güdü yaratt??? çok iyi bilinmektedir.

You shouldn't do this — you shouldn't! was all she found breath to say. He laughed softly, deeply. I'm doing it, though. Want me to stop? Yes Little liar! He took her lips then and Fay was lost. Like a small moth she fluttered in the dark flame of him and it mattered not that destruction might lie beyond the ecstasy he offered now.

Haec germanus Eryx quondam tuus arma gerebat;--- sanguine cernis adhuc sparsoque infecta cerebro;--- his magnum Alciden contra stetit;

I'm terrified of passive acquiescence. I live in intensity.

An immense pressure is on me. I cannot move without dislodging the weight of centuries.

I refuse to allow you, Beadle though you are, to turn me off the grass. Lock up your libraries if you like; but there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.