Interracial Relationships Quotes

“Having something forbidden is exciting, don't you agree?”
― Allan Dare Pearce, Paris in April

“You know what I want? I just want you to be open to the fact that I am a woman. I’ve got emotions. I’ve got expectations. I cry. I laugh. And I was drawn to you because, first, you are a handsome man. But, secondly, after spending the time that we’ve spent, I just have an intuition that you’re the type of man who can appreciate a good woman. I really don’t care about your past and how many women you’ve screwed.”
― S.B. Redd, The Shades of Passion

“I don't like the way he say you. Like I different. Like I didn't just see one-of-me-like-me beat until she fall. [...]

But my boy doesn't see. He can't see. Can't hear, either. He never tried to mimic my words and so he doesn't understand and I see again, why Mama so afraid of Below.”
― Shakira Toussaint, The Gathering Dark: An Anthology of Folk Horror

“Relationships are beautiful. Nurture them with trust and love. We support interracial dating and request everyone to go above skin color, or background.”
― harriena

“having fully somali children doesn’t even really matter
bc as soon as they touch down on the grave,
they become white
they’ll start to smell of dead people,
not foox
or caano fadi

when i touch down on the grave
my brain will be devoured
my broken somali will be broken down even more in the mouths of maggots
you know that soft east african skin that drake keeps rapping about
it’ll become even softer when it gets digested
&you best believe my natural hair will then floss all the remains”
― Xayaat Muhummed, The Breast Mountains Of All Time Are In Hargeisa

“Yeah, I thought to myself, like LSD, a black lover is the thing this year. I had seen the white girls in the Village and at off-Broadway theaters clutching their black men tightly while I, manless, looked on with bitterness. I often vowed I would find me an ofay in self-defense, but I could never bring myself to condone the wholesale rape of my slave ancestors by letting a white man touch me.”
― Louise Meriwether

“In the portrait of Jefferson that hangs
at Monticello, he is rendered two-toned:
his forehead white with illumination--

a lit bulb--the rest of his face in shadow,
darkened as if the artist meant to contrast
his bright knowledge, its dark subtext.”
― Natasha Trethewey, Monument: Poems New and Selected

“Back in the eighteenth century I would have been a sliver-collar boy. Did you ever hear about them? The highborn ladies of the court collected monkeys and peacocks and little blackamoors for pets. Slender young dark brown boys done up in silk with turbans wrapped around their heads and silver collars around their necks, and the name of the lady to whom they belonged was engraved on the silver collar. They were supposed to be pets like the peacocks and the monkeys, but in the old oil paintings, the lady's delicate white hand always fondled the silkclad shoulder of the silver-collar boy. So you knew they were something more useful, more serviceable--”
― Ann Petry, The Narrows

“I value truth, justice, and equity—like most people—but there’s a huge difference between saying so and living like it.”
― hannah summerhill, Real Friends Talk About Race: Bridging the Gaps Through Uncomfortable Conversations

“His mind was a kaleidoscope: Atlanta, sea-green eyes, slender figure, titian hair, frigid manner. "I never dance with niggers." Then he fell asleep about five o'clock and promptly dreamed of her. Dreamed of dancing with her, dining with her, motoring with her, sitting beside her on a golden throne while millions of manacled white slaves prostrated themselves before him. Then there was a nightmare of grim, gray men with shotguns, baying hounds, a heap of gasoline-soaked faggots and a screeching, fanatical mob.”
― George S. Schuyler, Black No More