Quotes About Prejudice

Ever' gal I ever seen you with looked like an ofay.

The South had always been identified with the Negro, and vice versa,

He had undergone the tortures of Doc Crookman's devilish machine in order to escape the conspicuousness of a dark skin and now he was being made conspicuous because he had once had a dark skin! Could one never escape the plagued race problem?

He brightened and viewed the tightly-packed black folk around him with a superior air.

He would just play around, enjoy life and laugh at the white folks up his sleeve. God! What an adventure! What a treat it would be to mingle with white people in places where as a youth he had never dared to enter. At last he felt like an American citizen. He flecked the ash of his panatela out of the open window of the cab and sank back in the seat feeling at peace with the world.

A lifetime of being Negroes in the United States had convinced them that there was great advantage in being white.

but hardly a customer had crossed her threshold in a fortnight, except two or three Jewish girls from downtown who came up regularly to have their hair straightened because it wouldn't stand inspection in the Nordic world.

He was not finding life as a white man the rosy existence he had anticipated. He was forced to conclude that it was pretty dull and that he was bored. As a boy he had been taught to look up to white folks as just a little less than gods; now he found them little different from the Negroes, except that they were uniformly less courteous and less interesting.

The attitude of these people puzzled him. Was not Black-No-More getting rid of the Negroes upon whom all of the blame was placed for the backwardness of the South?

This latest menace of Black-No-More is the most formidable the white people of America have had to face since the founding of the Republic.

few months, there grew up a certain prejudice against all fellow workers who were exceedingly pale.

that a white skin was a sure indication of the possession of superior intellectual and moral qualities; that all Negroes were inferior to them; that God had intended for the United States to be a white man's country

People forget that stereotypes aren't bad because they are always untrue. Stereotypes are bad because they are not always true. If we allow ourselves to judge another based on a stereotype, we have allowed a gross generalization to replace our own thinking.

But as Stephen Fry has so eloquently noted, all great atrocities and genocides first begin with marginalizing then dehumanizing a specific group of people, whether Jewish, Gypsy or Rwandan.

The roots of homophobia are fear. Fear and more fear.

Man created God in his image: intolerant, sexist, homophobic and violent.

Men are often biased in their judgment on account of their sympathy and their interests.

twenty-one-year-old white male Dylan Roof shot and killed nine African Americans as they attended a Bible study at the historic Emanuel AME Church in Charleston, South Carolina. One reason that he gave for the massacre is that, "Y'all are raping our white women.

It is that white privilege that has implications for my Black body. You see, to be Black in America is to be always already known. And white people assume that they know everything about me.

All the ghettoes were being wiped out. The Germans were killing all the Jews." "But why? Why?" Helena asked. "They don't need reasons," I said. "Any excuse works for them, because they have the guns and we don't.

They have fooled the world. Or else the world doesn't give a damn. What confounds me is that no one seems to ask what right they have to put us in prisons at all. The assumption seems to be that it's all right for Jews to be jailed and treated like dogs, provided they aren't murdered.

If accusations fit your prejudices, truth is easily pushed aside.

Once she exclaimed, "But I always thought that sorceresses were evil!" "What do you mean 'evil'?" Lynet has never considered the question. "You know," she said, after a moment, "unfriendly to people." "People!" repeated Morgana derisively. "As if humans were all that mattered. Just once I'd like to see people judged by how friendly they are to sorceresses.

the book has survived the same human disaster over and over again. Think about it. You've got a society where people tolerate difference, like Spain in the Convivencia, and everything's humming along: creative, prosperous. Then somehow this fear, this hate, this need to demonize 'the other'--it just sort of rears up and smashes the whole society. Inquisition, Nazis, extremist Serb nationalists...same old, same old.