Forests of middle-aged men in dark suitsall slightly redfaced from eating and drinking too mucha nightmare of elderly white males.
Candida me docuit nigras odisse puellas. Odero si potero. Si non, invitus amabo. A white girl instructed me to hate black girls. I shall hate them if I can. If not, I shall love themagainst my will.
Now the great winds shorewards blow; Now the salt tides seawards flow; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.
She tells enough white lies to ice a wedding cake.
At the root of the American Negro problem is the necessity of the American white man to find a way of living with the Negro in order to be able to live with himself.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know, Where the tree-tops glisten And children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
Come now, and let us reason together, saith the L: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool.
And in the midst of the seven candlesticks one like unto the Son of man, clothed with a garment down to the foot, and girt about the paps with golden girdle. His head and his hairs were white like wool, as white as snow; and his eyes were as a flame of fire; And his feet like unto fine brass, as if they burned in a furnace; and his voice as the sound of many waters. And he had in his right hand seven stars: and out of his mouth went a sharp two-edged sword: and his countenance was as the sun shineth in his strength. And when I saw him, I fell as his feet as dead.
A great multitude, which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, stood before the throne, and before the Lamb, clothed with white robes, and palms in their hands.
These are they which came out of great tribulation, and have washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb. Therefore are they before the throne of God, and servehimdayand night inhistemple: and he that sitteth on the throne shall dwell among them. They shall hunger no more, neither thirst any more; neither shall the sun light on them nor any heat. For the Lamb which is in the midst of the throne shall feed them, and shall lead them unto living fountains of waters: and God shall wipe awayall tears from their eyes.
My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white; White as an angel is the English child, But I am black as if bereaved of light.
Und der Haifisch, der hat Z a« hne Und die tr a« gt er im Gesicht Und Macheath, der hat ein Messer Doch das Messer sieht man nicht. Oh, the shark has pretty teeth, dear, And he shows them pearly white. Just a jack-knife has Macheath, dear, And he keeps it out of sight.
If Michaelangelowerea heterosexual, theSistine Chapel would have been painted basic white and with a roller.
All we have gained then by our unbelief Is a life of doubt diversified by faith, For one of faith diversified by doubt: We called the chess-board white,we call it black.
White shall not neutralize the black, nor good Compensate bad in man, absolve him so: Life's business being just the terrible choice.
And finds, with keen discriminating sight, Black's not so black;nor white so very white.
You could be a great musician, an innovative and important artist, but nobodycared if youdidn't makethe white people who were in control some money.
The white man's happiness cannot be purchased by the black man's misery.
Who is the third who walks always beside you? When I count, there are only you and I together But when I look ahead up the white road There is always another one walking beside you.
Aux colonies, l'infrastructure e conomique est e galement une superstructure. La cause est conse quence: on est riche parce que blanc, on est blanc parce que riche. In the colonies the economic substructure is also a superstructure. The cause is the consequence; you are rich because you are white, you are white because you are rich.
The so-called white races are really pinko-grey.
and Ireally hopeno white person ever has causetowrite about me because they never understand Black love is Black wealth and they'll probably talk about my hard childhood and never understand that all the while I was quite happy
White people really deal more with God and black people with Jesus.
A white face goes with a white mind.Occasionally a black face goes with a white mind.Very seldom a white face will have a black mind.
The world is not black and white. More like black and grey.
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide.
You are white yet a part of me, as I am a part of you. That's American.
We donot deridethe fears of prospering white America. A nation of violence and private property has every reason to dread the violated and the deprived.
Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight, With wings of gentle flush o'er delicate white.
No white man ever had the blues.
Asyougrowolder, you'll seewhitemen cheat black men every day of your life, but let me tell you something and don't you forget itwheneverawhitemandoesthattoa black man, no matter who he is, how rich he is, or how fine a family he comes from, that white man is trash.
When a white man in Africa by accident looks into the eyes of a native and sees the human being (which it ishis chief preoccupation to avoid), his sense of guilt, which he denies, fumes up in resentment and he brings down the whip.
The rose of all the world is not for me. I want for my part Only the little white rose of Scotland That smells sharp and sweetand breaks the heart.
A coloured man can tell, in five seconds dead, whether a
During my lifetime I have dedicated my life to this struggle of the African people. I have fought against white domination, and I have fought against black domination. I have cherished the ideals of a democratic and free society in which all persons live together in harmony with equal opportunities. It is an ideal which I hopeto live for, and toseerealized.But My Lord, if needs be, it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die.
Every man who comes to England is entitled to the protection of the English law, whatever oppression he may heretofore have suffered, and whatever may be the colour of his skin, whether it is black or whether it is white.
I have only ever read one book in my life, and that is White Fang.It's so frightfully good I've never bothered to read another.
What can I tell you, son of mine? I could tell you of heartbreak, hatred blind, I could tell of crimes that shame mankind, Of brutal wrong and deeds malign, Of rape and murder, son of mine; But I'll tell instead of brave and fine When lives of black and white entwine, And men in brotherhood combine This would I tell you, son of mine.
Theactionoftheplay takesplace onanisland intheWest Indies as not yet self-determined by White Mariners. The form of native government is, for the time being, an Empire.
Men, you are all marksmendon't one of you fire until you see the white of their eyes.
You have heard the sound of the white soldier's axe on the Little Piney. His presence here isan insult to the spirits of our ancestors. Are we to give up their sacred graves to be ploughed for corn? Dakotas, I am for war.
I wanted to be black. I always wanted to be black Being black iswarm and gay, being white is cold and sad.
Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
Let Eli rejoice with Leuconhe is an honest fellow, which is a rarity. For I have seen theWhite Raven and Thomas Hall of Willingham andam myselfa greatercuriosity thanboth. Let Jemuel rejoice with Charadrius, who is from the and the sight of him isgood for the jaundice. For I look up to heaven which is my prospect to escape envy by surmounting it.
The white race is the cancer of human history, it is the white race, and it aloneits ideologies and inventionswhich eradicates autonomous civilizations wherever it spreads, which has upset the ecological balance of the planet, which now threatens the very existence of life itself.
Native always means people who belong somewhere else, becausethey had once belonged somewhere.That shows that the white race does not really think they belong anywhere because they think of everybody else as native.
Life is not all Beer and Skittles. The inherent tragedy of things works itself out from white to black and blacker, and the poor things of a day look ruefully on. Does it shake my cast-iron faith? I cannot say it does. I believe in an ultimate decency of things: ay, and if I woke in hell, should still believe it!
There has fallen a splendid tear From the passion-flower at the gate. She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is coming, my life, my fate; The red rose cries,'She is near, she is near;' And the white rose weeps,'She is late;' The larkspur listens,'I hear, I hear;' And the lily whispers,'I wait.' She is coming, my own, my sweet; Were it ever so airya tread, My heart would hear her and beat, Were it earth in an earthy bed; My dust would hear her and beat; Had I lain for a century dead; Would start and tremble under her feet, And blossom in purple and red.
The choice in politics isn't usually between black and white. It is between two horrible shades of grey.
The Red Cow was very respectable, shealways behaved like a perfect lady and she knew What was What. To her a thing was either black or whitethere was no question of it being grey or perhaps pink. People were good or they were badthere was nothing in between. Dandelions were either sweet or sourthere were never any moderately nice ones.
La Ame rica Latina debe lo que es al europeo blanco y no va a renegar de e lSin embargo, aceptamos los ideales superiores del blanco, pero no su arrogancia. Latin America owes its being to the European, and should not deny itbut, while accepting the white man's superior ideals, we do not accept his arrogance.
The good news may be that Nature is phasing out the white man, but the bad news is that's who She thinks we all are.
The trouble with our people is as soon as they got out of slavery they didn't want to give the white man nothing else.But the fact is, you got to give 'em something. Either your money, your land, your woman or your ass.
so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens.
We are redefining and restating our socialism in terms of thescientific revolution The Britain that will be forged in the white heat of this revolution will be no place for restrictive practices or outdated methods on either side of industry.
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