Quotes About Prejudice

If you will forgive me for being personal - I do not like your face

He had false teeth that clicked when he ate. Many men have been hated for less.

If you will forgive me for being personal---I do not like your face, M. Ratchett.

I don't like that woman. I don't like the hat she is wearing, and I don't like her mushroom-coloured stockings.

It is really a very hard life. Men will not be nice to you if you are not good-looking, and women will not be nice to you if you are.

sitting very upright, was one of the ugliest old ladies he had ever seen.

It has always seemed to me so extraordinary that a woman should go so far in the scientific world. I should have thought a purely masculine brain was needed for such work.

Death, mademoiselle, unfortunately creates a prejudice. A prejudice in favour of the deceased.

You don't stop being in love with anyone because you get old. People like Derek and Deborah think you do. They can't imagine anyone who isn't young being in love.

That's different. She's a woman, and women act in that silly way. I'm not saying she did it for a moment. She heard he was accused and she trumped up a story. I'm used to that sort of game. You wouldn't believe the fool things I've known women do.

But you didn't like him?" "Shall we put it that I don't care very much for Americans, sir." "Have you ever been in America?" "No, sir.

On my way home, I ran into Miss Hartnell and she detained me at least ten minutes, declaiming in her deep bass voice against the improvidence and ungratefulness of the lower classes. The crux of the matter seemed to be that The Poor did not want Miss Hartnell in their houses. My sympathies were entirely on their side.

You're apt to be done down if you speak nothing but good American.

From the very first I took a firm and rooted dislike to him, and I flatter myself that my first judgments are usually fairly shrewd.

Snobbery here raised its hideous head and marooned her on a permanent island of loneliness.

But murder's a violent crime. Associate it more with a man." -- Evelyn Howard

Nobody appeared to Miss Marple likely to be a murdered except possibly Mr.Caspar and that was probably foreign prejudice. Coincidence? thought Miss Marple meditatively, turning the word over in her mouth rather as a child might do to a certain lollipop to decide its flavour. Any coincidence, said Miss Marple to herself, is always worth noticing. You can throw it away later if it is only a coincidence.

She's half Italian, you know, and the Italians have that unconscious vein of cruelty. They've no compassion for anyone who's old or ugly, or peculiar in any way.

She was reported to be the most beautiful woman in England. It was also rumoured that she was the stupidest.

I'm a man. You're a woman." "Your idea of a woman is someone who gets on a chair and shrieks if she sees a mouse. That's all prehistoric.

No greater mistake than to think that because a man's tied by the leg it affects his brain pan. Not a bit of it.

There's a general belief that athletes aren't overburdened by brains (not at all true by the way), but I can't believe Nevile Strange is a complete moron.

Quite nice-looking in a kind of way, but rather as though she might have what my mother used to call "a touch of the tar-brush.

Las mujeres no acostumbran a ser crueles con los hombres, a menos de que se trate de uno en particular; solo lo somos con las mujeres.