In this post, you’ll find collected quotes from Angie Thomas’ book: The Hate U Give, with page numbers.
Part 5: Thirteen Weeks After It — The Decision
I can’t change where I come from or what I’ve been through, so why should I be ashamed of what makes me, me? That’s like being ashamed of myself.
We ain’t gotta live there to change things, baby. We just gotta give a damn.
You gotta earn my tolerance in increments.
You can destroy wood and brick, but you can’t destroy a movement.
People say misery loves company, but I think it’s like that with anger too.
The thump of his heart is better than any beat he’s ever made. My normal, in the flesh.
Part 4: Ten Weeks After It
I should be used to my two worlds colliding, but I never know which Starr I should be. I can use some slang, but not too much slang, some attitude, but not too much attitude, so I’m not a “sassy Black girl.” I have to watch what I say and how I say it, but I can’t sound “white.” Shit is exhausting.
Part 2: Five Weeks After It
Brave doesn’t mean you’re not scared […] it means you go on even though you’re not scared.
Intentions always look better on paper than in reality.
[…] you choose because that’s where you wanna be. Not because you trying to do somebody else’s job.
Being two different people is so exhausting. I’ve taught myself to speak with two different voices and only say certain things around certain people. I’ve mastered it [and] as much as I say I don’t have to choose which Starr I am […] maybe without realizing it, I have to an extent.
“All right now” is more than a greeting. It’s a simple way people let me know they got my back.
Part 1: When It Happens
Our friendship is based on memories. What do we have now?
At an early age I learned that people make mistakes, and you have to decide if their mistakes are bigger than your love for them.
That’s the problem. We let people say stuff, and they say it so much that it becomes okay to them and normal for us.
What’s the point of having a voice if you’re gonna be silent in those moments you shouldn’t be.
Funny. Slave masters thought they were making a difference in Black people’s lives too. Saving them from their “wild African ways.” Same shit, different century. I wish people like them would stop thinking that people like me need saving.
— 245 – 246
He’s been a cop for as long as Khalil was alive, and I wonder if in some sick twist of fate Khalil was only born for this man to kill.
[…] Faith isn’t just believing but taking steps toward that belief.
[…] sometimes right’s not good enough.
You can say something racist and not be a racist!
— Page 112
[…] one day you realize there’s a leader among you and your friends and it’s not you.
— Page 108
Once you’ve seen how broken someone is it’s like seeing them naked—you can’t look at them the same anymore.
— Page 83
Good-byes hurt the most when the other person’s already gone.
— Page 66
[…] don’t let them put words in your mouth. God gave you a brain. You don’t need theirs.
— Page 58
Funny how it works with white kids though. It’s dope to be Black until it’s hard to be Black.
— Page 11