Quotes About Prejudice

I'm not sure I like this. It has a slut-shaming flavor, like they really wanted to give me Biggest Ho.

Let me tell you something, dearie: the world is a closed door to an unwed mother and her illegitimate child. If

He didn't like kids, and parents of kids weren't high on his list, either. It didn't matter how cool you'd been--you had a kid and you were one more sucker spooning goop into an angry little mouth, a guy with pacifiers in his pockets and snot trails on his sleeves and a happy-goofy look Danny could only think was some kind of shock, like those people who sit around cracking jokes after their legs get blown off.

The opposite: disembodied, he believed, Black people would be delivered from the hatred that hemmed and stymied them in the physical world. At last they could move and gather at will, without pressure from the likes of Lizzie's parents: those faceless Texans who opposed Bix without knowing he existed. The

The Clubhouse is both spartan and lavish—the tricky balance required by the hardy rich. My distrust of the wealthy and the famous is prejudice, I'm well aware. But my patients have so little—they'd inherit the earth today if there were any justice

Nisam se nimalo sramio svojih poslova jer shva?am ono što o?ito gotovo nitko drugi ne razumije: da je vrlo mala razlika izme?u posla u visokoj zelenoj staklenoj zgradi na Aveniji Park i skupljanja sme?a u parku, tako mala da jedva da i postoji osim u ljudskoj mašti. Zapravo, možda je uop?e i nema.

It is notable that both people specifically scapegoated as the first to fall ill were black men.

So their cheerleaders are ugly, their football players are wimps, and they're our archrivals because why?

You've really never heard of this guy?" Thea asked. "He's rich and powerful and hates your family's guts, and you've never even heard his name?" "You know as well as I do," Grayson replied, "that there are different kinds of rich.

My grandmother gave an elegant little shrug. "People will think what they want. I daresay they always do.

Hoffelijkheid is niet seksistisch,' zei Asher. 'Als je nu beweert dat vrouwen voorrang moeten krijgen omdát ze vrouw zijn, dan is dat weldegelijk seksistisch,' antwoordde ik.

Don't judge. I'd missed most of my old English teacher's lecture on proverbs, but there was only one I could think of that started with those two words. Does "Don't judge a book by its cover" mean anything to you? I asked Jameson. His reply was immediate. Very good, Heiress. Then, a moment later: It sure as hell does.

All this time, I thought it was her weight that made me see her. But it's not her weight at all. It's her.

I want to get away from the stigma they all clearly feel just because they have a n illness of the mind as opposed to, say, an illness of the lungs or blood. I want to get away from all the labels, "I'm OCD," "I'm depressed," "I'm a cutter," they say, like these are the things that define them.

We are like books. Most people only see our cover, the minority read only the introduction, many people believe the critics. Few will know our content.

Zola'n?n italyan kökeni bile bir aÅŸa??lama nedeni olur. Bir gazeteci Yar?-Ä°talyan, çeyrek Yunan, çeyrek Frans?z, üç-dört kez k?rma, hiç de güzel bir insanl?k örneÄŸi deÄŸil! diye yazar.

Prejudice in this country is like chapters in a book. Chapter One: Hating the Africans and Indians. Chapter Two: Don't forget the Irish. Chapter Three: Polish jokes...... Hispanics? Latinos? Whatever you call us? Maybe we're Chapter Fifteen or Sixteen on the East Coast, but we're the preface in the West.

Prejudices, it is well known, are most difficult to eradicate from the heart whose soil has never been loosened or fertilised by education: they grow there, firm as weeds among stones.

Living among clowns and misanthropists, she probably cannot appreciate a better class of people when she meets them.

And why must it always be presumed that a woman's views are based on personal considerations?

A strident female voice causes men's ears to close.

Blanche has already steeled herself, knowing that the Irish can't cook.)

I did not believe that a Cause which stood for a beautiful ideal, for anarchism, for release and freedom from convention and prejudice, should demand the denial of life and joy. I insisted that our Cause could not expect me to become a nun and that the movement would not be turned into a cloister. If it meant that, I did not want it.

Few countries have produced such arrogance and snobbishness as America.