Quotes About Prejudice

What happens when we start believing the world and what is important in it are only these reactions and prejudices? What kind of gulag is it when its inhabitants are too stupid to understand they are its prisoners?

He had decided long before that he was going to loathe her. It was inconvenient therefore that she was kind.

It's no wonder we're always getting' mistaken for queers. Look at us—a bunch'a proper men, never growin' old, 'angin' about in the dark, bitin' other men on the neck. They don't fear us 'cause we got claws and fangs; they fear us 'cause they think we're comin' after their sons.

Vans are the vehicles of murderers. Serial Killers. Rapists. Thieves. Nothing good ever happens in a van. Police should be allowed to arrest van drivers without cause. The van is the cause, asshole.

Many times I have learned that, you never judge a book by its cover. Like people, it is the inside that counts.

And Pride and Prejudice was the most stunning, bite-your-hand romance ever, the kind that stared straight into Jane's soul and made her shudder.

That pesky movie version was the culprit. Sure, Jane had first read Pride and Prejudice when she was sixteen, read it a dozen times since, and read the other Austen novels at least twice, except Northanger Abbey (of course).

I'm not naming my child after a sports person. No Tom Brady Kowalski. No Derek Jeter or whatever Kowalski." "Jesus, Beth." He almost ran off the road. "Jeter's a freakin' Yankee. I wouldn't even name an ugly, three-legged, one-eyed, rabid and mangy dog I hated Jeter, never mind my own son. Whatever you do, don't ever talk sports with anybody at Jasper's.

It had taught me that people like to divvy up one another with names. Jew. Catholic. German. Pole. But these were the wrong names. They were the wrong dividing lines. Kindness. Cruelty. Love and hate. These were the borders that mattered.

I don't want to because boys don't write poetry. Girls do.

were trying to tell the dumb blonde to close her mouth, but the woman clearly took her hair color very seriously.

This book would be a great addition to a classroom library, especially considering its emphases on timeless and critical topics like discrimination and prejudice. –examiner.com, National Book Examiner

I'm always amazed at how adults assume I can't hear. They talk about me as if I'm invisible, figuring I'm too retarded to understand their conversation. I learn quite a bit this way.

So Hobart and Harriett get their house burned down? What's next--a lynching?" Mrs. Bates jerked the bucket from the woman next to her. "I've seen a body swingin'. Three times in my life," her husband said, his voice low. For a moment, except for the roaring of the smoky flames, everyone went quite. Stella wondered how silence could be so loud.

By the way, there is nothing cute about a pink wheelchair. Pink doesn't change a thing.

As soon as Tara looked at the skull-and-barbed-wire tattoo showing beneath the sleeve of Flynn O'Mara's tight t-shirt, she flashed on a jail cell. Bummer. His Dad's in jail

Get this jiggaboo away from me!

Being Taiwanese in Japan was like being a guitar-playing monkey: their fluent Japanese elicited awe from the people they met, yet they were considered not-quite-whole people.

To insiders, it was a "scientific" worldview that enabled its possessors to rid themselves and others of all kinds of prejudice and superstition—and incidentally master an aggressive debating style characterized by generous use of sarcasm about the motives and putative "class essence" of opponents.

Women's fiction" doesn't sound like anything but a slur to my ears.

They burnt crosses every night all around us, and a man who'll burn what he prays to, he'll burn anything.

White racism had made my race the limit of my individuality. But now the new black consciousness I was learning from people like Gregory wanted me to voluntarily, even proudly, do the same thing that racism had done: make my race more important than my individuality

The whole world is festering with unhappy souls: The French hate the Germans, the Germans hate the Poles' Italians hate Yugoslavs, South Africans hate the Dutch; and I don't like anybody very much!

Most of the people who reject Christianity know almost nothing of what they are rejecting: those who condemn what they do not understand are, surely, little men.