Quotes About Exclusion

The most wretched people in the world are those who tell you they like every kind of music 'except country.

If any of you in any way hate homosexuals, people of a different color, or women, please do this one favor for us—leave us the fuck alone! Don't come to our shows and don't buy our records.

This, and the club is too loud to talk, so after a couple of drinks, everyone feels like the center of attention but completely cut off from participating with anyone else. You're the corpse in an English murder mystery.

The adults, though. They don't say much about him. Or to him. And no other Gungans come to see him, either. Nobody even says his name.

Occupavi te, inquit, fortuna, atque cepi omnesque aditus tuos interclusi, ut ad me aspirare non posses. Tusculan Disputations - Book V.

But we don't really know anything at all, except how the story should go, and we make believe it's our story, hoping everything will turn out okay. The difference is that onstage, or in a film, we acknowledge the artifice, we accept that we've made a world that excludes what we ignore. Like gods, we invent a world that makes sense.

Literature is impoverished beyond our counting by the doors that have been shut upon women

To be them would be marvelous, but she was condemned to be herself and could only in this silent enthusiastic way, sitting outside in a garden, applaud the society of humanity from which she was excluded.

pensé en lo desagradable que era que le dejaran a uno fuera; y pensé que quizás era peor que le encerraran a uno dentro;

On such sunny, sad mornings I always feel in my bones that there is a chance yet of my not being excluded from Heaven, and that salvation may be granted to me despite the frozen mud and horror in my heart.

God to Hungry Child Hungry child, I didn't make this world for you. You didn't buy any stock in my railroad, You didn't invest in my corporation. Where are your shares in standard oil? I made the world for the rich And the will-be-rich And the have-always-been-rich. Not for you, Hungry child.

No religion wants us. We're going to have to invent our own.

The first question I ask is, "Who are you trying to reach?" By that I mean, "Specifically who do you imagine being in your small groups? Who is likely to opt out? Who are you willing to leave out?

This can be very confusing and frustrating for people who are new to a community or church. The acts of friendship send one message, but the lack of connection sends another. It's why so many people complain about churches being cliquish.

Duele que te dejen de lado cuando sufres una tragedia. Duele que resten importancia a algo que ha cambiado tu vida.

en cuando a ella…, bueno, ni siquiera se presentó —añadió en voz baja. —¡E hizo muy bien! —estalló la princesa entonces—. No la queremos aquí.

That's about it kid. When you're in you're in, when you're out, you're out.

Not once has the instructor talked about parenting after the baby is born. Instead, we fetishize labor. We focus on it to the exclusion of each other, our children, our futures. Is this because it can be taught, and parenting can't? Because, Americans to the bitter end, we love a sport, grow bored by things more subtle?

During the coming years, there will be a great focus on science, to the exclusion of all other opinions about reality. Science and technology are good and helpful pursuits, but science is only one aspect of reality. Those who worship at the altar of Scientism, are only viewing one part of the whole.

Unübersetzbar. Du weißt, Niederländisch ist eine Geheimsprache, die dazu bestimmt ist andere auszuschließen.

James is all too familiar with this kind of forgetting . . . he has felt it every day—that short-lived lull, then the sharp nudge to the ribs that reminded you that you didn't belong.

But he never spoke of his parents, or his family. He still had few acquaintances and no friends. He still found himself shifting in his seat, as if at any moment someone might notice him and ask him to leave.

But already parts of her life were curtained off.

no ya prisionero entre muros y barrotes, sino aislado en un vacío frío, que el mundo ignoraba. Ahí estaba el verdadero castigo: que el mundo excluyera al recluso. No anhelaba tanto salir como que el mundo entrase en mi vacío y lo coloreara, lo calentara con ademanes o palabras.