Sometimes you can do everything right and things will still go wrong. The key is to never stop doing right.
The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas
Daddy once told me there’s a rage passed down to every black man from his ancestors, born the moment they couldn’t stop the slave masters from hurting their families. Daddy also said there’s nothing more dangerous than when that rage is activated.
The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas
We want freedom. We want the power to determine the destiny of our black and oppressed communities.
The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas
Just like y’all think all of us are bad because of some people, we think the same about y’all. Until you give us a reason to think otherwise, we’ll keep protesting.
The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas
We want an immediate end to police brutality and the murder of black people, other people of color, and oppressed people.
The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas
‘Brave doesn’t mean you’re not scared, Star,’ she says. ‘It means you go on even though you’re scared.’
The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas
Once upon a time there was a hazel-eyed boy with dimples, I called him Khalil. The world called him a thug. He lived, but not nearly long enough, and for the rest of my life I’ll remember how he died. Fairy tale? No. But I’m not giving up on a better ending. It would be easy to quit if it was just about me, Khalil, that night, and that cop. It’s about way mroe than that though. It’s about Seven. Sekani. Kenya. DeVante. It’s also about Oscar. Aiyana. Trayvon. Rekia. Michael. Eric. Tamir. John. Ezell. Sandra. Freddie. Alton. Philando. It’s even about that little boy in 1955 who nobody recognized at first–Emmett.
The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas