Faunia Farley:
Action is the enemy of thought.
Faunia Farley:
You're a crow... who doesn't know how to be a crow.
Nathan Zuckerman:
I'm writing a book... it's called 'The Human Stain'.
Ernestine:
People are just getting dumber, but more opinionated.
Coleman Silk:
Granted, she's not my first love. Granted, she's not my great love. But she is sure as hell my last love. Doesn't that count for something?
Mrs. Silk:
You need to be proud of your race.
Young Coleman Silk:
What about me? What about just being proud of being me? It's my life.
Young Coleman Silk:
So, that's an... What is it? Swedish?
Steena Paulsson:
Close, it's Danish and Icelandic.
Mrs. Silk:
Coleman, you think like a prisoner. You're white as snow and you think like a slave.
Mrs. Silk:
Funny, I never thought of you as black or white. Golden, you were my golden child.
Nathan Zuckerman:
[
voiceover] 1998 was the summer of sanctimony. After the fall of Communism and before the horrors of terrorism, there was a brief interlude when the nation was preoccupied by cock sucking.
Young Coleman Silk:
Dance For Me.
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