It's hard to be what you can't see.

My gorge rises at the use of the word 'white.' The issue should never be the colour of somebody's skin. I thought we all very, very long ago accepted that what mattered about somebody was not the colour of his skin but the content of his character. And I'm not interested in what colour they are. The real question is, does a country which has a very large amount of immigration adapt to the immigrants, or do the immigrants who arrived in that country adapt to that country. And it's my very strong view that the only hope of a tranquil and peaceful and productive and successful society is that the migrants adapt to the place to which they come. And for very many years we have not been encouraging or indeed helping them to do that. We've been encouraging, through a policy of official state multiculturalism, that people should stay separate ,and should remain within their migrant communities and we have not created a single British nationality. There are various feeble efforts to make them take exams in how to claim social security benefits, or who was Winston Churchill. That is not the same. We have ceased to be proud of our own country, culture, history, religion, language, and we haven't asked our new citizens to be proud of them either. And we now see the result of that. It's not a question whether they're white. It's a question whether they're British. And my fear is they're not becoming British and the Britain is ceasing to be Britain, and that is a very great shame both for us who were already here, and for those who have come."

Hey, you know something people? I'm not black,
But there's a whole lots a times I wish I could say I'm not white.

There is no impossible for me . In my world that word doesn’t exist. Difficult yes but ACHIEVABLE is my watchword.

That a union as long-lasting as that of Great Britain might fray can hardly help but serve as a reminder that the joining of different peoples in a shared sense of identity is not something easily achieved and maintained.

How hard it is to make an Englishman acknowledge that he is happy!

Hey, you know something people?
I'm not black
But there's a whole lots a times
I wish I could say I'm not white

It is not easy to conceive the difficulties we have had.

The trouble with me is that I’m an outsider. And that’s a very hard thing to be in American life.

kk kk ggg ddd wowo well uh, well, no, well sa-ay. I I I know know know I I can but it's ha ha ha hard.

It's so hard to be a stranger in a strange land. I don't think most people understand how difficult it is to leave behind what you know and come to a country where everything about you is considered "different."

I won’t say it’s impossible, my lord, but I will say that it’s so close to impossible as to be inconceivable.

No matter what I do I could never become an English man. If you paint stripes on a donkey, that doesn’t make it a zebra.

It is very difficult to be wise (through the mind); it is not difficult to be wise occasionally and by chance, but it is difficult to be wise assiduously and by choice.