Quotes About Prejudice

She sat there in front of me and she didn't see me, she saw white folks.

Old Mr. Bob Ewell accused him of rapin' his girl an' had him arrested an' put in jail—

For years and years all that man thought he had that made him any better than his black brothers was the color of his skin. He was just as dirty, he smelled just as bad, he was just as poor.

Why reasonable people go stark mad when anything involving a Negro comes up, is something I don't pretend to understand...

he won an acquittal for a colored boy on a rape charge.

They don't belong anywhere. Colored folks won't have 'em because they're half white; white folks won't have 'em 'cause they're colored, so they're just in-betweens, don't belong anywhere.

Colored folks don't show their ages so fast," she said.

Jem, how can you hate Hitler so bad an' then turn around and be ugly about folks right at home

Jean Louise, when a man's looking down the double barrel of a shotgun, he picks up the first weapon he can find to defend himself, be it a stone or a stick of stovewood or a citizens' council." "That

I wonder what would happen if the South had a 'Be Kind to the Niggers Week'?

Cry about the hell white people give colored folks

That is three-fourths colored folks and one-fourth Stephanie Crawford

Cry about what, Mr. Raymond?' Dill's maleness was beginning to assert itself. 'Cry about the simple hell people give other people - without even thinking. Cry about the hell white people give colored folks, without even stopping to think that they're people, too.

She answered: please believe me, what has happened in my family is not what you think. I can say only this—that everything I learned about human decency I learned here. I learned nothing from you except how to be suspicious. I didn't know what hate was until I lived among you and saw you hating every day. They even had to pass laws to keep you from hating.

Below her, on rough benches, sat not only most of the trash in Maycomb County, but the county's most respectable men.

Jem, see if you can stand in Bob Ewell's shoes a minute. I destroyed his last shred of credibility at that trial, if he had any to begin with. The man had to have some kind of comeback, his kind always does.

Mr Ewell was a veteran of an obscure war; that plus Atticus's peaceful reaction probably prompted him to inquire, 'Too proud to fight, you nigger ­lovin' bastard?' Miss Stephanie said Atticus said, 'No, too old,' put his hands in his pockets and strolled on. Miss Stephanie said you had to hand it to Atticus Finch, he could be right dry sometimes.

If I could have explained these things to Miss Caroline, I would have saved myself some inconvenience and Miss Caroline subsequent mortification, but it was beyond my ability to explain things as well as Atticus, so I said, "You're shamin' him, Miss Caroline. Walter hasn't got a quarter at home to bring you, and you can't use any stovewood.

She was furious, and when she was furious Calpurnia's grammar became erratic. When in tranquility, her grammar was as good as anybody's in Maycomb. Atticus said Calpurnia had more education than most colored folks.

he's freed himself from every stigma, but he sits nursing his hangover of hatred….

Bootleggers caused enough trouble in the Quarters, but women were worse. Again, as I had often met it in my own church, I was confronted with the Impurity of Women doctrine that seemed to preoccupy all clergymen.

It's slipped into usage with somepeople like ourselves, when they want a common, ugly term to label somebody.

Yes indeed, what has this world cometo when a Finch goes against his raising? I'll tell you!" She put her hand to her mouth. When she drew it away, it trailed a long silver thread of saliva. "Your father's no better than the niggers and trash he works for!

Jem, I ain't ever heard of a nigger snowman,' I said.