Faunia Farley: Action is the enemy of thought.
Faunia Farley: You're a crow... who doesn't know how to be a crow.
Nathan Zuckerman: I'm writing a book... it's called 'The Human Stain'.
Ernestine: People are just getting dumber, but more opinionated.
Coleman Silk: Granted, she's not my first love. Granted, she's not my great love. But she is sure as hell my last love. Doesn't that count for something?
Mrs. Silk: You need to be proud of your race.
Young Coleman Silk: What about me? What about just being proud of being me? It's my life.
Young Coleman Silk: So, that's an... What is it? Swedish?
Steena Paulsson: Close, it's Danish and Icelandic.
Mrs. Silk: Coleman, you think like a prisoner. You're white as snow and you think like a slave.
Mrs. Silk: Funny, I never thought of you as black or white. Golden, you were my golden child.
Nathan Zuckerman: [voiceover] 1998 was the summer of sanctimony. After the fall of Communism and before the horrors of terrorism, there was a brief interlude when the nation was preoccupied by cock sucking.
Young Coleman Silk: Dance For Me.