Quotes About Race

Why was it that when noughts committed criminal acts, the fact that they were noughts was always pointed out? The banker was a Cross. The newsreader didn't even mention it.

You have to live in a world divided into Noughts and Crosses. A world where you will be biologically both and socially neither. Mixed race. Dual heritage. Labels to be attached.

Disappointment raced through me. But then, what did I expect? 'Sephy, I could never be bored of you, with you, around you. You're exciting, scintillating, overwhelming company!' Yeah, right! Dream on, Sephy!!

Why was it that when noughts committed criminal acts, the fact that they were noughts was always pointed out?

What did Noughts see when they looked at me – a light-skinned Cross? What did Crosses see when they looked at me – a dark-skinned Nought? I had to stop seeing myself through anyone's eyes but my own. But

I didn't want to blame her for the way the police treated me and every other nought I knew. I didn't want to hold her responsible for the way security guards and store detectives followed me around every time I entered a department store.

It should come as no surprise that the defense of racial slavery gave rise to a profoundly reactionary worldview.

Trump did extremely well with voters that some analysts have called 'white trash', the pejorative epithet frequently used to describe poor white people throughout history. It was a cry for survival based on the only thing they had a handle on: being white

For now, and since first break of dawne the Fiend,   Meer Serpent in appearance, forth was come,   And on his Quest, where likeliest he might finde   The onely two of Mankinde, but in them   The whole included Race, his purposd prey.

Ordain'd by thee, and this delicious place   For us too large, where thy abundance wants   Partakers, and uncropt falls to the ground.   But thou hast promis'd from us two a Race   To fill the Earth, who shall with us extoll   Thy goodness infinite, both

The light was going out. The country was being invaded by people of inferior cultures and inferior races. The real, vital, white America was being submerged.

Relations were never good (how comfortable can you really be with a race that sees you as a nutritious part of a complete breakfast).

Colonization is the key to our race's survival. It's as simple as that. We must colonize or be closed off and contained by other races.

I had been getting sidetracked by the idea that an entire fearsome race of aliens had given themselves goofy names because of the names I had thoughtlessly given two of them more than a decade before;

Either every member of your pure race of human dies, or every human dies. And, well Ã¢â'¬Â¦ you know how mongrels think, Mr. Smyrt. They have no appreciation for the perfection of purity.

I can think of no better way to die than as a martyr for my race and my way of life, Smyrt said. And if the Colonial Union dies with us, then I will welcome its diluted population as our honor guard into hell.

Once Charley fell in love with a dachshund, a romance racially unsuitable, physically ridiculous, and mechanically impossible. But all these problems Charley ignored. He loved deeply and tried dogfully.

to the race in general, alcohol as been an anodyne, a warmer of the soul, a strengthener of muscle and spirit. It has given courage to cowards and has made very ugly people attractive. There is a story told of a Swedish tramp, sitting in a ditch on Midsummer Night. He was ragged and dirty and drunk, and he said to himself softly and in wonder, I am rich and happy and perhaps a little beautiful.

Crooks avoided the whole subject now. "Maybe you guys better go," he said. "I ain't sure I want you in here no more. A colored man got to have some rights even if he don't like 'em.

Boileau said that Kings, Gods, and Heroes only were fit subjects for literature. The writer can only write about what he admires. Present day kings aren't very inspiring, the gods are on a vacation, and about the only heroes left are the scientists and the poor. . . . And since our race admires gallantry, the writer will deal with it where he finds it. He finds it in the struggling poor now." —Steinbeck in a 1939 radio interview

In 1929 the firm received their largest project to date, the one that might have won the day for them on the Empire State project—they built the Bank of Manhattan Building at 40 Wall Street, which was pitted against Chrysler in the race for the world's tallest. The foundations were started in May 1928, before the site was entirely cleared; less than a year later, the bank moved in. The seventy-story, 927-foot-high building was completed in eleven months.

The thing about her is, she's good-natured. He knew it the second he saw her standing by the parking meters. He could just tell from the soft way her belly looked. With women, you keep bumping against them, because they want different things, they're a different race. Either they give, like a plant, or scrape, like a stone. In all the green world nothing feels as good as a woman's good nature.

Sad business, being a Negro man, always underpaid, their eyes don't look like our eyes, bloodshot, brown, liquid in them about to quiver out. Read somewhere some anthropologist thinks Negroes instead of being more primitive are the latest thing to evolve, the newest man.

One hundred thirty years after Abe Lincoln, re Republicans have got the anti-black vote and it's bigger than any Democratic Presidential candidate can cope with.