- “Rise and rise again until lambs become lions”
- “If thou wouldst seek justice, thyself must be just. ”
- “So passed the seasons then, so they pass now, and so they will pass in time to come, while we come and go like leaves of the tree that fall and are soon forgotten.”
- “What if there were health food stores on every corner in the hood, instead of liquor stores!?”
- “Harvey wasn’t interested in the clothes, it was the masks that mesmerized him. They were like snowflakes: no two alike. Some were made of wood and of plastic; some of straw and cloth and papier-mâché. Some were as bright as parrots, others as pale as parchment. Some were so grotesque he was certain they’d been carved by crazy people; others so perfect they looked like the death masks of angels. There were masks of clowns and foxes, masks like skulls decorated with real teeth, and one with carved flames instead of hair.”
- “The hood is also a low-stress, comfortable life. All your mental energy goes into getting by, so you don’t have to ask yourself any of the big questions. Who am I? Who am I supposed to be? Am I doing enough? In the hood you can be a forty-year-old man living in your mom’s house asking people for money and it’s not looked down on. You never feel like a failure in the hood, because someone’s always worse off than you, and you don’t feel like you need to do more, because the biggest success isn’t that much higher than you, either. It allows you to exist in a state of suspended animation.”
- “Perhaps the House had heard Harvey wishing for a full moon, because when he and Wendell traipsed upstairs and looked out the landing window, there–hanging between the bare branches of the trees–was a moon as wide and as white as a dead man’s smile.”
- “However this miraculous place worked, it seemed real enough. The sun was hot, the soda was cold, the sky was blue, the grass was green. What more did he need to know?”
- “The hood was strangely comforting, but comfort can be dangerous. Comfort provides a floor but also a ceiling.”
- “The tricky thing about the hood is that you’re always working, working, working, and you feel like something’s happening, but really nothing’s happening at all.”
- “An end to my fear of being alone. An end to a soul’s solitude, when death at last arrives. There is something in that, something in there, that comforts.”
- “The Knowledge Rule 2080: From maggots to men, the world is a corner bully. Better you knuckle up and go for yours than have to bow your head and tuck your chain.”
- “Where would tourism be without a little luxury and a taste of night life? There were several cities on Deanna, all moderate in size, but the largest was the capital, Atro City. For the connoisseur of fast-foods, Albrechts’ famous hotdogs and coldcats were sold fresh from his stall (Albrecht’s Takeaways) on Lupini Square. For the sake of his own mental health he had temporarily removed Hot Stuff Blend from the menu. The city was home to Atro City University, which taught everything from algebra and make-up application to advanced stamp collecting; and it was also home to the planet-famous bounty hunter – Beck the Badfeller. Beck was a legend in his own lifetime. If Deanna had any folklore, then Beck the Badfeller was one of its main features. He was the local version of Robin Hood, the Davy Crockett of Deanna. The Local rumor mill had it he was so good he could find the missing day in a leap year. Once, so the story goes, he even found a missing sock.”
- “Evil Dead film sounds like the Red Hood, but this time the bad red hood.”
- “The wolf rolls out red carpet, remnants of Red Riding Hood. (Le loup déroule le tapis rouge, – Ce qui reste du Chaperon Rouge)”
- “He followed him like a she-snake follows her mate’s killer, the blanket pulled in a hood over his head and his head filled with a thousand questions.”
The boys in the hood are always hard.
The modern Little Red Riding Hood, reared on singing commercials, has no objection to being eaten by the wolf.
If we dont heal our own hood, who will?
Children listen, I’m trying to tell you something good, don’t get caught up in the hood.
Don’t slip into the traps, and don’t forget about your ‘hood, the kids in the ‘hood. Remember, you’re disposable, so take advantage while you can.
What people don’t understand is joining a gang ain’t bad, it’s cool, it’s fine. When you in the hood, joining a gang it’s cool because all your friends are in the gang, all your family’s in the gang. We’re not just killing people every night, we’re just hanging out, having a good time.
Nah, I don’t really have to spit nothin’ too complex,
I just rep for my hood, and it sound correct.
Through my life, [there have been] a lot of devils and a lot of situations, so I’m just goin’ hard, maintaining, regardless of what people got to say about Ace Hood.
All hoods make not monks.
Dear mama, yo baby boys doing fine tell the homies I’m in heaven and they aint got hoods.
Cause I’m still hood, Hollywood couldn’t change me.
As we say in the hood, I’m a stoop kid.
What’s good in the hood?
There’s a gang of boys on bikes blocking the road ahead. They’ve got their hoods up, cigarettes shielded. The sky’s a really strange colour and there’s hardly anyone else about. I slow right down. “What shall I do?” “Reverse,” Zoey says. “They’re not going to move.” I wind down the window. “Oi!” I yell “Move your arses!” They turn languid, shift lazily to the edge of the road and grin as I blow kisses at them. Zoey looks stunned, “What’s got into you?” “Nothing- I just haven’t learned reversing yet.
The highest religion is to rise to universal brother hood; aye to consider all creatures your equals.
Fear isn’t so difficult to understand. After all, weren’t we all frightened as children? Nothing has changed since Little Red Riding Hood faced the big bad wolf. What frightens us today is exactly the same sort of thing that frightened us yesterday. It’s just a different wolf. This fright complex is rooted in every individual.
Dear Mama, don’t cry, your baby boy’s doin’ good, Tell the homies I’m in heaven, and they ain’t got hoods. Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook, Drippin’ peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson, and Sam Cooke.
Hoods are good parts because they’re always flashy and attract attention. If you’ve got any ability, you can use that as a stepping stone.
Our deepest calling is to grow into our own authentic self-hood, whether or not it conforms to some image of who we ought to be. As we do so, we will not only find the joy that every human being seeks–we will also find our path of authentic service in the world.
When you walk in your home you don’t have to maintain the same attitude that you had out in the street. You can be different with your people and your family than you are with a person that you run into in the hood. Even them they have to know to respond to you differently in the hood cuz if people see something out of the character that they portray you. They’ll try you.
You have to realize that for some of these people – definitely me when I was growing up – you treat every day like it’s your last, because that’s the reality of your situation. You never know when someone’s going to go, because you’re living in a war zone. It’s almost like you’re in a jungle, and you’re just waiting for the predator to catch everybody one by one. So everybody cherishes each other. Instead of calling people the n-word, you’re calling people “loved one.” There is a level of appreciation for brothers and sisters in the hood.
Imagination is the hood ornament on your car of creativity.
- I was given the name by my brother when I was about eleven or twelve years old. He was older than me, and around that age I was starting to get into girls, and when they would call the house for him, and when he was not there, I would try to talk to them. I was trying to be the man and trying to get them to come and see me, not worrying about him. When he found out… he started calling me Ice Cube as a joke because he said I was trying to be too cool. I just liked it and started telling everybody in the hood “my name is Ice Cube.”
I was a gangster when I was young. I had a Robin Hood mentality and tended to always want to support the weak against the strong, but sometimes it was cohesive and I really needed to fall in love with the power of education to find the right venue to express my rage. I still have a righteous indignation at injustice, no matter what form it takes.