Quotes About Injustice

The evolution of man is slow. The injustice of men is great.

ugly and the stupid have the best of it in this world.

I can quite understand a man accepting laws that protect private property, and admit of its accumulation, as long as he himself is able under those conditions to realise some form of beautiful and intellectual life. But it is almost incredible to me how a man whose life is marred and made hideous by such laws can possibly acquiesce in their continuance.

We have chains, though no eye beholds them; and are slaves, though men call us free.

A hippie is like a cockroach. So are the beatniks. So are the Chicanos. We're all around, Judge. And judges do not pick us to serve on Grand Juries

We were at the home base of the holy man who encouraged presidents to drop bombs on poor Cockroaches in far-off villages in Vietnam

I was stopped in the dense Soviet wood by bandits who called themselves my judges.

At the beginning a man was wealthy because he was powerful — now he is powerful because he has money. Intellect reaches the throne only when money puts it there. Democracy is the completed equating of money with political power.

Real misfortune is not just a matter of being hungry and thirsty; it is a matter of knowing that there are people who want you to be hungry and thirsty

It isn't those who are taken by force, put in chains, and sold as slaves who are the real slaves; it is those who will accept it, morally and physically.

Je préfère devenir aveugle, être brûlée dans un incendie ou mourir par petits morceaux que d'adresser la parole à ce bouc. Ce que j'ai fait à son Vendredi, je suis prête à le refaire. Ces gens-là ne sont ni des parents, ni des amis, ils sont prêts à lécher le derrière des toubabs pour avoir des médailles, tout le monde le sait. Ne pleure plus, lève-toi, on s'en va. Moi j'ai assez vu leurs figures!

Evil will win if good people do nothing.

He who has nothing—it has been said many times—has nothing to lose but his chains.

Preguntaréis por qué su poesía no nos habla del sueño, de las hojas, de los grandes volcanes de su país natal? Venid a ver la sangre por las calles, venid a ver la sangre por las calles, venid a ver la sangre por las calles!

È così ingiusta l'anima senza radici: rifiuta la bellezza che le offrono, cerca il suo disgraziato territorio e solo in esso il martirio e la pace.

Contra los indios todas las armas se usaron con generosidad: el disparo de carabina, el incendio de sus chozas, y luego, en forma más paternal, se empleó la ley y el alcohol.

Dejé de ser niño porque comprendí que a mi pueblo no le permitieron la vida y le negaron la sepultura.

En carta del 9 de septiembre de 1817 a su londinense iniciador masónico, lord MacDuff, escribe San Martín, acongojado: "¡Qué sentimiento de dolor, mi querido amigo, debe despertar en vuestro pecho el destino de estas bellas regiones! Parecería que los españoles estuvieran empecinados en convertirlas en un desierto, tal es el carácter de la guerra que hacen. Ni edades ni sexos escapan al patíbulo".

I thought: And I do what countless women before me have been forced to do. I spread my legs for the man who killed my husband and my brother.

I'd been kind to Ismene- or I thought I had, but perhaps no kindness was possible between owner and slave, only varying degrees of brutality?

Nothing justifies this. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing

Rape is a crime against sleep and memory; it's after image imprints itself like an irreversible negative from the camera obscure of dreams. Though their bodies would heal, their souls had sustained a damage beyond compensation

Evil would always come to me disguised in systems and dignified by law.

Humanity is best described as inhumanity.