Tolerance of intolerance enables oppression.

Isn't it incredible?, I said.There was nothing incredible about it, she said.I thought it was so because I spoke English, because I read books, and because my parents paid for my education and my upkeep. For me everything was surprising, the world was full of wonder, the most random idiotic occurrence was incredible because my luck made it so. For people like her, for the poor, the only incredible thing in the whole world was money and the mysterious ways in which it worked.

People described me then as a 'socialite,' a label I loathe. It cast me in a lurid and ridiculous light, implying a life of privileged frivolity where everyone fits around from one party to the next wearing calculated clothes and expensive smiles.

You are privileged if you know that there is God, the only creator of Heaven and Earth because not everyone gets to understand that whist still alive.

AIDS had won gays sympathy they no longer seemed the privileged brats that the general populace had resented in the 1970s.

In my desperation, I have finally discovered that the only way that I can begin to fill the gaping hole within me is to be thankful for what’s there, and not angry for what’s not.

Political correctness' as 'over-sensitivity' is code for saying the privileged shouldn't have their unearned privileges questioned.

Instead of comparing our lot with that of those who are more fortunate than we are, we should compare it with the lot of the great majority of our fellow men. It then appears that we are among the privileged.

Racism is dead only to those who've closed their eyes and ears to the whole world around them.

Memory is a few lines snipped from a larger story that we are privileged to tuck away between the pages of our minds.