Quotes About Injustice

Maycomb's usual disease. Why reasonable people go stark raving mad when anything involving a Negro comes up, is something I don't pretend to understand …

Atticus had used every tool available to free men to save Tom Robinson, but in the secret courts of men's hearts Atticus had no case.

I was scared, suh. - Why were you scared? - Mr Finch if you was a nigger like me you'd be scared, too.

You deny them hope. Any man in this world, Atticus, any man who has a head and arms and legs, was born with hope in his heart. You won't find that in the Constitution, I picked that up in church somewhere. They are simple people, most of them, but that doesn't make them subhuman. "You

Jean Louise, when I said that I wasn't referring to us." "Who were you talking about, then?" "I was talking about the—you know, the trashy people. The men who keep Negro women and that kind of thing.

Why reasonable people go stark raving mad when anything involving a Negro comes up, is something I don't pretend to understand

Negro would not pass the Radley Place at night, he would cut across to the sidewalk opposite and whistle as he walked.

She wished she had paid more attention to them, but only one glance down a column of print was enough to tell her a familiar story: same people who were the Invisible Empire, who hated Catholics; ignorant, fear-ridden, red-faced, boorish, law-abiding, one hundred per cent red-blooded Anglo-Saxons, her fellow Americans—trash.

Calpurnia's tyranny, unfairness, and meddling in my business had faded to gentle grumblings of general disapproval.

They've done it before and they did it tonight and they'll do it again and when they do it—seems that only children weep.

He likened Tom's death to the senseless slaughter of songbirds by hunters and children

Come hanno potuto, come hanno potuto fare una cosa simile? Non lo so, ma l'hanno fatto. L'hanno fatto prima e l'hanno fatto stasera e lo faranno ancora, e quando lo fanno... pare che piangano solo i bambini

real good snub, Atticus, makes you feel like you're too nasty to associate with people. How they're as good as they are now is a mystery to me, after a hundred years of systematic denial that they're human.

dozens of slave bracelets clinked on her wrists.

Naquela noite, quando saímos do tribunal, a srta. Gates estava descendo a escada na nossa frente [...] Ouvi quando ela disse que estava na hora de alguém dar uma lição neles, que estavam indo longe demais, daqui a pouco iam querer casar com os brancos. Jem, como uma pessoa pode detestar tanto Hitler e depois falar isso de alguém daqui mesmo?

how can you hate Hitler so bad an' then turn around and be ugly about folks right at home-

These top-water nigger preachers . . . like apes . . . mouths like Number 2 cans . . . twist the Gospel . . . the court prefers to listen to Communists . . . take 'em all out and shoot 'em for treason . . . Against

I ain't never seen any jury decide in favor of a coloured man over a white man..

you'll see white men cheat black men every day of your life, but let me tell you something and don't you forget it—whenever a white man does that to a black man, no matter who he is, how rich he is, or how fine a family he comes from, that white man is trash.

be', il vecchio Adolf Hitler ha dato addosso agli ebrei, li ha messi in prigione, gli ha portato via tutto e non li ha lasciati uscire dal paese, e poi ha lavato tutti i deboli di nente... Lavato i deboli di mente?... Sissignora, penso che fosse perché non capivano di doversi lavare, forse un debole di mente non sa tenersi pulito.

Tom [Robinson] era morto nell'attimo stesso in cui Mayella Ewell aveva aperto la bocca e urlato.

L'unica superiorità che l'ometto sul banco dei testimoni poteva vantare sui propri vicini di casa consisteva nel fatto che, a strofinarlo con la liscivia e acqua molto calda, si sarebbe scoperto che la sua pelle era bianca.

Atticus—" said Jem bleakly. He turned in the doorway. "What, son?" "How could they do it, how could they?" "I don't know, but they did it. They've done it before and they did it tonight and they'll do it again and when they do it—seems that only children weep. Good night." But

He looked all Negro to me: he was rich chocolate with flaring nostrils and beautiful teeth. Sometimes he would skip happily , and the Negro woman tugged his hand to make him stop.