Quotes About Tolerance

For whatever reason, we like to focus on the 2 percent that's different, and most of the conflict in the world comes from that.

he hopes that maybe it'll make people a little less scared of two boys kissing than they were before, and a little more welcoming to the idea that all people are, in fact, born equal, no matter who they kiss or screw, no matter what dreams they have or love they give.

Even if you were green and had a beard and a male appendage between your legs. Even if your eyebrows were orange and you had a mole covering your entire cheek and a nose that poked me in the eye every time I kissed you. Even if you weighed seven hundred pounds and had hair the size of a Doberman under your arms. Even then, I would love you.

It's only in the finer points that it gets complicated and contentious, the inability to realize that no matter what our religion or gender or race or geographic background, we all have about 98 percent in common with each other.... For whatever reason, we like to focus on the 2 percent that's different, and most of the conflict in the world comes from that.

The feeling that the world is full of people who think different is synonymous with wrong.

I knew she didn't suffer fools gladly, but she'd gladly make a fool suffer.

People called them freaks not because they were identical but because they were so damn happy.

For whatever reason, we like to focus on the 2 percent that's different, an most of the conflict in the world comes from that.

My hands tend to be full enough dealing with people who hate me for who I am. Concentrate too hard on the millions of people who hate you for what you are and you're likely to turn into one of those unkempt, sloppy dressers who sag beneath the weight of the two hundred political buttons they wear pinned to their coats and knapsacks.

I've always had a way with the little people, making it a point to humor them without looking down my nose at their wasted empty lives.

My hands tend to be full enough dealing with people who hate me for _who_ I am. Concentrate too hard on the millions who hate you for _what_ you are and you're likely to turn into one of those unkempt, sloppy dressers who sag beneath the weight of the two hundred political buttons they wear pinned to their coats and knapsacks. I haven't got the slightest idea of how to change people, but still I keep a long list of prospective candidates just in case I should ever figure it out.

A young couple strolls by, the adoration of one bouncing off the tolerance of the other.

there's only so much you can do for a person who thinks Auschwitz is a brand of beer.

Another word I've added to "the list" is "conversation," as in "We need to have a national conversation about_________." This is employed by the left to mean "You need to listen to me use the word 'diversity' for an hour.

people aren't foolish as much as they are kind.

Stupidity and bigotry are their own worst enemies

Love thy neighbor as thyself . . . as long as he's a Christian. Otherwise, go ahead and kill him. You'll be doing us both a favor, believe me." I

Sometimes waiting is the hardest thing.

Cuando has sufrido mucho en la vida, cada dolor adicional es tan tolerable como insignificante.

Why can't I be a Hindu, a Christian, and a Muslim?

Por qué tolerar la oscuridad? Todo ya está aquí y está claro si sabemos mirar con la atención debida.

These days, it feels to me like you make a devil's pact when you walk into this country. You hand over your passport at the check-in, you get stamped, you want to make a little money, get yourself started... but you mean to go back! Who would want to stay? Cold, wet, miserable; terrible food, dreadful newspapers - who would want to stay? In a place where you are never welcomed, only tolerated. Just tolerated. Like you are an animal finally house-trained.

We don't always have to judge difference or categorize it or criminalize it. We don't have to take it personally. We can also just let it be.

No one was more liberal than anyone else anywhere anyway. It was only that here, in Willesden, there was just not enough of any one thing to gang up against any other thing and send it running to the cellars while windows were smashed.