Quotes About Injustice

Whiteness has privilege and power connected to it, no matter how poor you are.

And there is a paradox that many of you refuse to see: to get to a point where race won't make a difference, we have to wrestle, first, with the difference that race makes.

The central problem with our world is not that it is wicked but that we allow it to be wicked.

The world, when it comes down to it, is just the schoolyard writ large. Being on the side of truth and virtue doesn't help anyone. You have to be on the side of popularity and power!

The 1970s was the decade of liberation, of anger at injustice and demands for recognition and rights. But over time, the demand for specific rights degraded into a generalized sense of entitlement, the demand for specific recognition into a generalized demand for attention and the anger at specific injustice into a generalized feeling of grievance and resentment. The result is a culture of entitlement, attention-seeking and complaint.

For the history of our shared country, he argues, is the history of the way white people have tried both to recognize and to deny the humanity of their black neighbors.

most people since the dawn of human time have been simply programmed by their birth to a short and brutish life that is not shaped by them or anyone else.

the self-satisfaction and material preoccupations of his time was independent of his point about the injustices of poverty, the Vietnam War, and racial discrimination. But he saw them as connected. To reverse these injustices, Kennedy thought it necessary to challenge the complacent way of life he saw around him. He did not hesitate to be judgmental. And yet, by invoking Americans' pride in their country, he also, at the same time, appealed to a sense of community.

Outrage is the special kind of anger you feel when you believe that people are getting things they don't deserve. Outrage of this kind is anger at injustice.

C??ng b?c là d?u hi?u ch? không ph?i ngu?n g?c c?a b?t công.

Prejudice is ignorance.

What in the world could this family have done to deserve a fate such as this?

The work was done by hundreds of undocumented Polish immigrants known as the "Polish brigade." The men toiled through spring and summer of 1980 with sledgehammers and blowtorches, but without hard hats, working twelve- to eighteen-hour days, seven days a week, often sleeping on Bonwit Teller's floors. They were paid less than $5 an hour, sometimes in vodka. Many went unpaid and were threatened with deportation if they complained.

So it was that, figuratively speaking, Jews helped build the house from the foundations up, and then they were told that as Jews they were not welcome.

Fighting DC is like arresting the street dealer, who is the end point in the drug trade. It's the most visible aspect of the problem, sure, but it doesn't address the source of the spreading contamination.

I was reminded of the words of Harlem renaissance writer Zora Neale Hurston: "Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company

I hated what this country had become and wanted nothing more than to hold up a mirror so its citizens could see it for what it truly was, not the Land of Opportunity for which our forefathers fought and died, but as the fascist regime that served to funnel the money upward from those most in need into the pockets of those who would see them all starve in the streets, the same men who took away their livelihoods and stranded them in a city rotting beneath their very feet.

Listen friends, you have to face the truth: You are never going to be rich... The system is rigged in favor of the few, and your name is not among them, not now and not ever.

I could believe only in the hell I was living in, a hell on earth, and it was man-made, not God-made.

There comes a point in the career of every criminal defense lawyer when he realizes that what keeps him in practice are his prejudices not his principles. Suspicion of authority and contempt for the platitudes with which injustice too often cloaks itself can take you a long way but, ultimately, they are no substitute for the simple faith that what you are doing is right.

If the law was a temple, it was built on human misery and jails were the cornerstones.

The world can be hard, full of trickery, Full of deceit, Full of injustice, Full of pain. But there is an emptiness waiting, my friend--a great glowing emptiness, Soft and fragrant with the essence of peace, The essence of serenity. You are almost there, my friend. The magnificent emptiness is the eternal harbor for your soul. Take my hand, friend. Take my hand and take a step, just one more step, And you are there.

Although Brazil never practised the racial segregation that marred the United States or South Africa, many of the poor in today's Brazil are of darker skin than the better-off.

Her pale fat throat seems to have a fist inside it, moving up and down.