Once you begin to explain or excuse all events on racial grounds, you begin to indulge in the perilous mythology of race.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Because, if I'm honest, people in the white world might be appalled, but in the black world, they're making myths out of me. And I know that ain't the life.
If a race has no history, if it has no worthwhile tradition, it becomes a negligible factor in the thought of the world, and it stands in danger of being exterminated.
I deplore any action which denies artistic talent an opportunity to express itself because of prejudice against race origin.
The African Americans' story is one that seems to be a repeated commitment to a scenario for success and failure. With each failure, the blow is that much more traumatizing until finally one reaches a point where there is to some degree an internalization, skepticism, fatalism, and expectation that it isn't going to work.
If you are white, racism is too easily ignored and forgiven, regarded as of burning concern only to the ethnic minorities, and therefore of relatively marginal significance.
Races and nations are thus ever ready to believe the worst of one another.
A race is a work of art that people can look at and be affected in as many ways they're capable of understanding.
Every once in a while, something happens to you that makes you realise that the human race is not quite as bad as it so often seems to be.
Like, you can't tell a certain race, like, 'You're supposed to act this way, and you're not supposed to act this way because of what color you are,' like, that's just holding everybody back, you know what I'm saying?
Very rarely do you have a perfect race, and it's about overcoming your mistakes in the race and remaining composed.
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