Deep down inside, I'm really a black girl stuck in a Mexican girl's body. But I'm also in touch with my inner white girl and my inner Asian girl. I feel like a little bit of everybody.
That's the kind of stuff you are offered today. Scripts that have you mixed up with young men. I find them utterly revolting.
I'm not confused. I'm just well mixed.
A lot of people decide, if you're mixed, you're black. And so they try to force you to choose a culture.
I'd be honored to be in the same sentence as Tom Hardy. I've been a twin since the day I was born - fraternal, but we look a lot alike - so I've already been mixed up with another man my entire life.
Nationality is a very curious thing. The blood is Scots and the temperament is Scots, but I am, in fact, 100% American.
Being half Jewish, we grew up with Christmas trees but had Jewish ornaments.
People are like, 'Was it hard growing up mixed?' 'Did you not fit in?' and I'm like, 'No? What? That's the dumbest question ever.'
My mom's family is Russian Jewish, and my dad's Puerto Rico Catholic, so it's kind of a weird mix.
[My work] is a love song to our mongrel selves.
It's only in bad novels that people are divided into two camps and have nothing to do with each other. In real life everything gets mixed up! Don't you think you'd have to be a hopeless nonentity to play only one role all your life, to have only one place in society, always to stand for the same thing?--Ah, there you are!" - Larissa Fyodorovna in Doctor Zhivago.
I like a bit of mongrel myself, whether it's a man or a dog.
But what difference does it make? ... When you're mixed, you see how absurd this business of race is.
Secessionists, whether in Scotland, Catalonia, Quebec or anywhere else, invariably assume that a person must either be Scottish or British, Catalan or Spanish, Quebecois or Canadian. What about those who feel they are both?
I am not only neither Christian nor Jewish, but said to be in between, and I feel the same way about being from the South and being from the North. I write with my left hand but I throw a ball with my right hand.
I wish I'd been a mixed infant.
We all laced together—a brothel madam, an English professor, a mute cook, a quadroon cabbie, and me, the girl carrying a bucket of lies and throwing them like confetti.
I'm Japanese, and I'm also white American, and neither camp wants me in their camp.
I feel like I come from a smaller off shoot of black people because I am mixed. People say I'm African American but that doesn't include the other half of me.
