Quotes About Injustice

It might be because he knows in his heart that very few people in Maycomb really believed his and Mayella's yarns. He thought he'd be a hero, but all he got for his pain was… was, okay, we'll convict this Negro but get back to your dump.

Ganaremos el juicio, Atticus? -No, cariño -Entonces, ¿cómo...? -Simplemente, el que hayamos perdido cien años antes de empezar no es motivo para que no intentemos vencer.

So far nothing in your life has interfered with your reasoning process. Those are twelve reasonable men in everyday life, Tom's jury, but you saw something come between them and reason. You saw the same thing that night in front of the jail. When that crew went away, they didn't go as reasonable men, they went because we were there. There's something in our world that makes men lose their heads—they couldn't be fair if they tried.

How could they do it ? How could they ? I dont know how, 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.

As I inched sluggishly along the treadmill of the Maycomb County School system, I could not help receiving the impression that I was being cheated out of something. Out of what I knew not, yet I did not believe that twelve years of unrelieved boredom was exactly what the state had in mind for me.

those children to work while Tom's in jail.

The only thing I'm afraid of about this country is that its government will someday become so monstrous that the smallest person in it will be trampled underfoot, and then it wouldn't be worth living in

Cry about the simple hell people give other people - without even thinking. Cry about the hell white people give coloured folks, without even stopping to think they're people, too

Den varma bittersöta lukten av rena negrer

Llorar por el infierno puro y simple en que unas personas hunden a otras... sin detenerse a pensarlo tan sólo. Llorar por el infierno en que los hombres blancos hunden a los de color, sin pensar que también son personas.

If you had been on that jury, son, and eleven other boys like you, Tom would have been a free man... (Lee 251)

confident that you gentlemen will go along with them on the assumption-the evil assumption-that all negro men are not to be trusted, all negro men are basically immoral beings, an assumption one associates with minds of their caliber which we know it is in itself a lie as black as Tom Robinson's skin.

In fact, researchers who exploit African Americans were the norm for much of our nation's history, when black patients were commonly regarded as fit subjects for nonconsensual, nontherapeutic research. This book explores the many reasons that blacks are so vulnerable, but ultimately it is because American medical researchers remain a racially homogeneous group, and I show how the racial homogeneity of American medical researchers lies at the very heart of the problem.

Of all the forms of inequality, injustice in health is the most shocking and the most inhumane.

Why Research Issues Still Matter Why do centuries of mutual distrust over medical research matter today? What does the sad history of exploitative experimentation augur for black health?

Betsey's voice has been silenced by history, but as one reads Sims's biographers and his own memoirs, a haughty, self-absorbed researcher emerges, a man who bought black women slaves and addicted them to morphine in order to perform dozens of exquisitely painful, distressingly intimate vaginal surgeries. Not until he had experimented with his surgeries on Betsey and her fellow slaves for years did Sims essay to cure white women.

Questioning ourselves for being oversensitive is a common way that women, in particular, disqualify our legitimate anger and hurt. ...The fact that some of us feel more vulnerable than others in a particular context does not mean we are weak or lesser in any way.

In my mind, I see a line. And over that line, I see green fields and lovely flowers and beautiful white women with their arms stretched out to me over that line, but I can't seem to get there no-how. I can't seem to get over that line.

If I could have convinced more slaves that they were slaves, I could have freed thousands more.

The body is not the only target of rape. Violence does not always take a visible form, and not all wounds gush blood.

People whose freedom is taken away always end up hating somebody.

The world is an inherently unfair place.

Constipation was one of the things she hated most in the world, on par with despicable men who commit domestic violence and narrow-minded religious fundamentalists.

Actually, I'm extremely dissatisfied with being who I am. It's nothing to do with my looks or abilities or status or any of that. It simply has to do with being me. The situation strikes me as grossly unfair.