Quotes About Equality

Are women human yet? If women were human, would we be a cash crop shipped from Thailand in containers into New York's brothels...? Would our genitals be sliced out to "cleanse" us...? When will women be human? When? ~ Half The Sky

You aren't going to get her? She's your wife. Her place is beside you." "A man cannot own a woman, cousin. He can only…" Hunter's words trailed off. A picture of Loretta's face flashed in his mind. "He can only love her.

It is not the way of a Comanche to beat his woman," he rasped. "Just as it is not his way to let her go away from him.

Why bother with me? Why not find yourself an Indian woman?" "It is you I want.

Marriage is obsolete and a trap.

Even if there are a lot women in films, there are few who are lesbians, that people know about.

There are relatively few role models for young people. We are in a society that is ruled by men.

I am free of all prejudices...i hate evreyone equally.

Violence and racism are bad. Whenever they occur they are to be condemned (and) we should not turn a blind eye to them.

There's always the danger that the extreme feminist will end up quite unfulfilled as a girl.

I just think it's odd how we parse out our empathy," he said. "Why we only have empathy for those who remind us most of ourselves. I'm not saying I don't understand it. Sure, it's easy to have empathy for someone who's just like us. It comes naturally. I just think it's a shame we can't take it a bit further. I can't help wondering what the world would be like if our empathy muscle were a bit more developed.

It flitted through her mind without actual words that skin is an odd thing for the world to make a fuss about, especially when, with your eyes closed, it all feels more or less the same.

Every life matters. Even if it's "them.

There is no boogeyman. Just a bunch of flawed humans, some more flawed than others, but more or less cut from the same human mold.

I see my privilege because I have lived both with it and without it. The jury did not even see. They did not even see, Raymond. What can you do with a world where people do not even see?

not how it works. People with really good self-worth think they're the same size as everybody else, and they never make anybody else feel small. Any time somebody tries to act like they're more than you are, deep down they're afraid they're less.

Until you get it that's he's only what his experience has shaped him to be, you're seeing him as subhuman. As 'other' somehow. And the danger in the meantime is that he'll see that. He'll know how you view him. When you see a child as 'less than,' it's not long before self-fulfilling prophecy comes into play.

To this very day, I wonder why, when a man wants to insult another man, he calls him a woman or a girl. Now that I'm grown, I notice that these are guys with wives and girlfriends and daughters. Don't they see what they're saying?

They are white, and there is much privilege that comes with being so, but they don't see it, because there's never been a day in their life when it wasn't there. So you ask them if ethnicity makes a difference to them, and they say no. And in many cases they think they are telling the truth. It

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People with really good self-worth think they're the same size as everybody else, and they never make anybody else feel small. Any time somebody tries to act like they're more than you are, deep down they're afraid they're less. Otherwise they'd have nothing to prove.

Here's what I learned from Lenny in my sophomore year of high school: the down-and-out character is just as human as everybody else. You may not want to know him in real life, but in fiction, you just might dare. And in knowing him, you get a lesson in humanity: we're more the same than we might imagine. And that even the class outcast has talents. Someone just needs to tell her what they are.

For marriage to be a success, every woman and every man should have her and his own bathroom. The end.

I know you loved both he and I, the way a mother can love two sons. And no one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.