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Quote by James Baldwin
You know, its not the world that was my oppressor, because what th

You know, its not the world that was my oppressor, because what the world does to you, if the world does it to you long enough and effectively enough, you begin to do to yourself. – James Baldwin

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When the book comes out it may hurt you — but in order for me to do it, it had to hurt me first. I can only tell you about yourself as much as I can face about myself. – James Baldwin

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People who treat other people as less than human must not be surprised when the bread they have cast on the waters comes floating back to them, poisoned. – James Baldwin

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The web of domination has become the web of Reason itself, and this society is fatally entangled in it. – Herbert Marcuse

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True enough, the country is calm. Calm as a morgue or a grave, would you not say? – Vaclav Havel

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They have given us into the hand of new unhappy lords. Lords without anger and honor, who dare not carry their swords. They fight by shuffling papers; they have bright dead alien eyes; They look at our labor and laughter as a tired man looks at flies. – G. K. Chesterton

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The most potent weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed. – Steve Biko

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History will point out some of the things I did wrong and some of the things I did right. – George H. W. Bush

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Love is the ultimate theme, but its not just for women. – Will Smith

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It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops, and barred windows, and deserted avenues. – Philip Gibbs

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