Nesto Quotes & Sayings

America is ready to elect its first African American President, especially one with light-skin and and no Negro dialect. — Mitch McConnell

People in my neighborhood are so disconnected from the fresh food supply that kids don't know an eggplant from a sweet potato. We have to show them how to get grounded in the truest sense of the word. — Ron Finley

The food problem is a flavor problem. For half a century, we've been making the stuff people should eat--fruits, vegetables, whole grains, unprocessed meats--incrementally less delicious. Meanwhile, we've been making the food people shouldn't eat--chips, fast food, soft drinks, crackers--taste ever more exciting. The result is exactly what you'd expect. — Mark Schatzker

She was all slump and sag her spirit withering like a tuckering weed shambling for a way out — Saira Viola

People tend to prefer their own race online in terms of the volume of messages. — Christian Rudder

Everyone likes ice cream," he said, white with rage. The mask of patience was slipping, and I don't know how I managed to hold back my tears. "Everyone except you, son, because you're a moron. — Cesar Aira

There are very few people who are Asian who have the kind of global reach that I have, not just with Asians but with non-Asians. I've worked hard for what my name represents, my brand, not just in Britain but around the world. — Gurinder Chadha

When anything goes digital, let alone something as immaterial as a book, there is a tendency to see it as just in the air to be taken, and to lose the sense that somebody once made it. — Graham Swift

My own approach has always been to push intense emotions down and attempt to deal with them later. — Alanis Morissette

Humans often assumed symmetry and equality where none existed. — Robert Galbraith

He had always known that he was the lover and she was the object of love. — Francoise Sagan

Education, is not just simply the progress of school, it is having the ability and desire to learn on your own. — Rawley Kramer

We're both of the invented Caribbean, Nesto says, a Nuevo Mundo alchemy of distilled African, Spaniard, Indian, Asian, and Arab blood, each of us in varying mixtures. He likes to compare our complexions, putting his arm next to mine, calls me 'canelita, ni muy tostada ni muy blanquita' showing off his darkness, proof, his mother told him, of his noble Yoruba parentage and brave cimarron ancestors, la raza prieta of which he should be proud no matter how much others have resisted mestizaje, hanging onto the milky whiteness of their lineage like it's their most precious commodity. — Patricia Engel