Quotes About Injustice

Not only is this not love; I think it is the most diabolical unfairness that was ever taught or devised.

Scott, please take your knee off my neck.

Who you gonna get to do the dirty work When all the slaves are free?

Difficult times do not produce gentility, as if there is an angle hovering over the world of the oppressed.

The forces of tyranny expand inexorably to fill the space made available for their existence.

The world is set hard against us, of a certainty, but man's inhumanity to man is something even worse.

There is no shortage of oppressors among the downtrodden, even if, given their lowly positions, many of them are only tyrannical wannabes.

Nonetheless, people will often accept or even amplify their own suffering, as well as that of others, if they can brandish it as evidence of the world's injustice. There is no shortage of oppressors among the downtrodden, even if, given their lowly positions, many of them are only tyrannical wannabes. It's the easiest path to choose, moment to moment, although it's nothing but hell in the long run.

Me?utim, sama tragedija (shva?ena kao proizvoljna grubost društva i prirode, nasuprot ranjivosti pojedinca) nije jedini - možda ?ak ni prvenstveni - izvor patnje. Treba uzeti u obzir i problem zla. Svijet je ?vrsto protiv nas, to je sigurno, ali ?ovjekova nehumanost prema ?ovjeku nešto je još gore.

you say no, early in the cycle of oppression, and you mean what you say (which means you state your refusal in no uncertain terms and stand behind it), then the scope for oppression on the part of the oppressor will remain properly bounded and limited.

Did what I want happen? No. Then the world is unfair. People are jealous, and too stupid to understand. It is the fault of something or someone else." That is the voice of inauthenticity. It is not too far from there to "they should be stopped" or "they must be hurt" or "they must be destroyed." Whenever you hear about something incomprehensibly brutal, such ideas have manifested themselves.

Maybe your misery is the weapon you brandish in your hatred for those who rose upward while you waited and sank. Maybe your misery is your attempt to prove the world's injustice, instead of the evidence of your own sin, your own missing of the mark, your conscious refusal to strive and to live. Maybe your willingness to suffer in failure is inexhaustible, given what you use that suffering to prove. Maybe it's your revenge on Being.

If you say no, early in the cycle of oppression, and you mean what you say (which means you state your refusal in no uncertain terms and stand behind it), then the scope for oppression on the part of the oppressor will remain properly bounded and limited. The forces of tyranny expand inexorably to fill the space made available for their existence.

Maybe your misery is your attempt to prove the world's injustice, instead of the evidence of your own sin, your own missing of the mark, your conscious refusal to strive and to live.

people will often accept or even amplify their own suffering, as well as that of others, if they can brandish it as evidence of the world's injustice.

There is no shortage of oppressors among the downtrodden, even if, given their lowly positions, many of them are only tyrannical wannabes. It's the easiest path to choose, moment to moment, although it's nothing but hell in the long run.

If you say no, early in the cycle of oppression, and you mean what you say (which means you state your refusal in no uncertain terms and stand behind it), then the scope for oppression on the part of the oppressor will remain properly bounded and limited.

What do you call a planet where bad guys stroll through life with success draped around their shoulders like a King's cloak, while random horrors are visited upon the innocent heads of children? I call it Earth.

If you could pick one word in the English language to describe the universe, what would it be? Why?" Here's my response: Unfair.

El amor es la más injusta de las emociones. No te deja vivir, y al mismo tiempo te impide morir.

Omolu mandou a bexiga negra para a cidade. Mas lá em cima os homens ricos se vacinaram, e Omolu era um deus das florestas da África, não sabia destas coisas de vacina. E a varíola desceu para a cidade dos pobres e botou gente doente, botou negro cheio de chaga em cima da cama. Então vinham os homens da saúde pública, metiam os doentes num saco, levavam para o lazareto distante. As mulheres ficavam chorando, porque sabiam que eles nunca mais voltariam.

Tu sei 'affittato' dal coronel.." Trovai strano il termine: "La gente affitta una macchina, un mulo, tutto, ma un uomo no." "E invece in queste terre del Sud si affittano anche le persone" Il termine mi umiliava. Affittato...Ero ridotto a meno di un uomo.

Nadie sabe en dónde queda mi país, lo buscan entristeciéndose de miopía: no puede ser, tan pequeño ¿y es tanta su desgarradura, tanto su terremoto, tanta tortura militar, más trópico que el trópico?

Florence fue triplemente discriminada: por ser extranjera, por hablar francés y por ser mujer.»