Quote by Marian Anderson

None of us is responsible for the complexion of his skin. This fact of nature offers no clue to the character or quality of the person underneath.


None of us is responsible for the complexion of his skin. Th

Summary

This quote emphasizes that the color of our skin does not determine our character or worth as individuals. It highlights the fact that skin complexion is a natural attribute that should not be used as a basis for judging someone's character or quality. It reminds us that it is unfair and misplaced to make assumptions or discriminate against individuals based on their skin tone, emphasizing the importance of looking beyond external appearances to truly evaluate a person.

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By Marian Anderson
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