Quotes About Prejudice

A woman can never be angry; she can only be neurotic, hysterical, frustrated.

Justice, in British India, was far from blind: it was highly attentive to the skin colour of the defendant.

I would guess, perhaps too optimistically, that nearly ever racist believes it is morally wrong to be racist. And since nearly every person thinks of themselves as being moral, then a racist must consciously and subconsciously employ tortured logic in order to explain away their racism--in order to believe themselves to be nonracist.

I measure men by the content of their character, not the color of their skin, and I find all of them are assholes.

The white people always want to fight someone and they always get the dark-skinned people to do the fighting.

Reardan is the rich white farm town that sits in the wheat fields exactly 22 miles away from the Rez. And it's a hick town I suppose filled with farmers and rednecks and racists cops who stop every Indian that drives through. During one week when I was little dad got stopped three times for DWI- Driving While Indian.

Don't live up to your stereotypes.

They call me an apple because they think I'm red on the outside and white on the inside.

During one week when I was little, Dad got stopped three times for DWI: Driving While Indian.

Mostly, I just think Mr. P is a lonely old man who used to be a lonely young man. And for some reason I don't understand, lonely white people love to hang around lonelier Indians.

We shuffled past white customers who stared at us with hate, pity, disgust, and anger—the Four Horsemen of the Anti-Indian Apocalypse.

Tr?i ?, bà nói. Ai quan tâm n?u má»™t ng??i Ä'àn ông mu?n l?y má»™t ng??i Ä'àn ông khác? Bà ch? mu?n bi?t là ai s? Ä'i nh?t ??ng t?t b?n thôi? ------------------------------------- Trích Nh?t ký hoàn toàn có th?t c?a má»™t ng??i Anh ?iêng bán th?i gian

The people at home," I said. "A lot of them call me an apple." "Do they think you're a fruit or something?" he asked. "No, no," I said. "They call me an apple because they think I'm red on the outside and white on the inside." "Ah, so they think you're a traitor

My white friends were visibly distressed by that loud singer and drummer. One of my friends, whom I shall call Tara, leaned forward and whispered, "I hate Indians." My four other white friends gasped, but it took Tara a few moments to remember that she was sitting beside me, her Indian friend. She burst into tears and spent the rest of the night apologizing. "It's okay," I kept saying. But it wasn't. I was hurt, ashamed, and angry.

He was a white man and, therefore, he was allowed to be romantic.

But it happens mostly because "being American" means "being white," even for a brown boy like me.

Nothing as white as the white girl an Indian boy loves.

She was so white his reservation eyes suffered.

Well, you should be more careful where you drive," the officer said. "You're making people nervous. You don't fit the profile of the neighborhood." I wanted to tell him that I didn't really fit the profile of the country but I knew it would just get me into trouble.

Nah. I got it. Just try not to stake Jean-Luc again if you meet up with him. (Acheron) I can't help it. All you fanged people look alike in the dark. (Tabitha) Yeah. I know what you mean. All you soul-full people look alike to us, too. (Acheron)

And I don't want his body touching something I wear. He'll contaminate it. (Sasha) Oh, good grief, Sasha. Grow up. You're four hundred years old and you're acting like a whelp. It's not like he has cooties or anything. (Astrid) Yes he does! (Sasha)

You don't like people who have money, do you? (Astrid) I'm not prejudiced against anyone, princess. I hate everyone equally. (Zarek)

Every man, woman, and child is capable of extreme and utter prejudice and cruelty when they feel justified in their hatred.

Wolves don't socialize with humans. You guys tend to freak out when you learn what we are. Not to mention, your females are rather frail. I don't like having to hold back for fear of bruising or killing my partner when I mate. (Vane) And people think I speak my mind. Jeez. You will just say anything, won't you? (Sunshine)