The Hate U Give (The Hate U Give, #1)

by Angie Thomas

Funny how it works with white kids though. It’s dope to be black until it’s hard to be black.

This is worse than denying him. I thought the worst of him. Like everybody else.

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?

He was more than any bad decision he made,”

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.”

I didn’t know a dead person could be charged in his own murder, you know?”

White people assume all black people are experts on trends and shit.

Intentions always look better on paper than in reality.

Once upon a time there was a hazel-eyed boy with dimples. I called him Khalil. The world called him a thug.

Maybe it’s my turn.

I’ll never be quiet. I promise.