Quotes About Injustice

turn on a man, humiliate him, wound his pride, crush him under foot and think no more of the matter than if he had stepped on a worm. And

Souvenons-nous de ce temps, pas révolu, où toute explosion de violence était considérée comme une contre-violence, une réponse à la violence exercée plus ou moins ouvertement par l'État, par la société, les institutions, l'ordre établi. La folie des soeurs Papin, toute folie peut-être, serait-elle la forme extrême et désespérée de la révolte?

Tout empire commence par un grand crime", il avait entendu cette phrase dans une conversation sans savoir de qui elle était mais elle lui avait plu.

La guerre civile, c'est exactement ça : le triomphe des salauds. On les voit sortir de partout. On s'étonne même qu'il y en ait autant et qu'on ne les remarque pas plus d'habitude.

Tout empire commence par un grand crime", il avait entendu cette phrases dans une conversation sans savoir de qui elle était mais elle lui avait plu.

It is more important to move on to positive actions without stopping to wallow in anger about injustices -- including the unjust suppression of inventors. Exposing the skeletons in the closet serves to enlighten, but getting off-message with retribution will be counter-productive.

So here I was in San Francisco with a degree, and I thought it would make a difference. The first job I applied for was at American Insurance Company. I expected maybe a clerical job, but there were none there—those jobs weren't open for Oriental people at that time. Then I tried a ladies' apparel shop as a stock girl. That wasn't even open to me. Oh, they don't tell you right out to your face—but you have that feeling.

That these people would leave their homes, their cultures, their families, even their languages, and venture into tremendous peril, risking their very lives, all for the chance to get to the dream of some faraway country that doesn't even want them.

Lydia has a growing sense that her very humanity is under siege,

No one can stay in a brutal, bloodstained place.

It seems impossible that good people – so many good people – can exist in the same world where men shoot up whole families at birthday parties and then stand over their corpses and eat their chicken.

At worst, we perceive them as an invading mob of resource-draining criminals, and, at best, a sort of helpless, impoverished, faceless brown mass, clamoring for help at our doorstep. We seldom think of them as our fellow human beings.

That pang Lydia felt had many parts: it was anger at the injustice, it was worry, compassion, helplessness. But in truth, it was a small feeling, and when she realized she was out of garlic, the pang was subsumed by domestic irritation. Dinner would be bland. Sebastián wouldn't complain, but she'd register the mild disapproval on his features, and she'd feel provoked. She'd try not to start an argument.

She's wondered with the sort of detached fascination of the comfortable elite how dire the conditions of their lives must be wherever they come from, that this is the better option. That these people would leave their homes, their cultures, their families, even their languages, and venture into tremendous peril, risking their very lives, all for the chance to get to the dream of some faraway country that doesn't even want them.

On the trains, a uniform seldom represents what it purports to represent.

Luis Alberto Urrea, Óscar Martínez, Sonia Nazario, Jennifer Clement, Aída Silva Hernández, Rafael Alarcón, Valeria Luiselli, and Reyna Grande.

migra. When has she ever

Jeanine Cummins

También de este lado hay sueños.

which she leaves)

She thought that here in el norte, she'd have to worry more about Border Patrol, about the possibility of Luca being taken from her, and less about random men with guns enforcing their own decrees.

Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains.

Man was born free, and he is everywhere in chains. Those who think themselves the masters of others are indeed greater slaves than they.

C'est pour l'amour de la liberté qu'il devient « nègre » et se réduit en esclavage : pendant des années, son génie et son nom resteront invisibles dans les ténèbres de la sous-littérature