Jo Koy Quotes

I'm black. I'm Latina. My mom is Cuban. Afro-Cuban. My dad is white and Australian.

Most of my background is Filipino and partly Chinese, but mostly Filipino.

I am myself of a mixed background.

On my mom's side I'm Mexican, and my dad is a white dude.

I always identified myself as non-Swedish. I was never discriminated against, because I looked Swedish and speak without an accent. But I had an outsider's perspective.

My dad is Caucasian, and my mom is African American. I'm half black and half white. Being biracial paints a blurred line that is equal parts staggering and illuminating.

I'm always very careful to say I'm Irish-Ethiopian because I feel Ethiopian and I look Ethiopian and I am Ethiopian. But there are 81 languages in Ethiopia, and I don't know any of them.

I'm determined to not let my skin colour or the fact that I come from Africa be a hindrance.

My dad's white, my mom's black, and I've struggled with being mixed race.

You may baptize as long as you want, but the Jew remains a Jew, the Chinese a Chinese and the Negro a Negro.

Just because I grew up a white guy in America doesn't mean that's the music of my life.

I don't call myself Latin, I call myself Puerto Rican.

I'm certainly proud to be Cuban American, and it's a fantastic opportunity for anybody - regardless of their ethnicity or nationality. It does carry a measure or pride to know where you're from and to know what your roots are.

When you ask your white friends what their cultural heritage is, they don't just say white. They give you a math equation. 'Well, I'm a third German and a fourth Irish and one-sixteenth Welsh and one-fortieth Native American for college applications.'

Many black people I know are proud of the Irish part of their heritage - an Irish grandparent, say - but they recognise that many people believe in a form of racial purity. And it is from that belief that prejudice starts.

I'm a black American, I am proud of my race. I am proud of who I am. I have a lot of pride and dignity.

I grew up in a predominantly Caucasian neighborhood, but my mom is Filipino-Spanish and my dad is Irish.

My children don't look Hispanic.

I'm very aware of my own background. I'm Irish, French, and then a little bit of everything else thrown in, ranging from German to Native American. We're talking about tiny drops of blood.

I am half Puerto Rican, a quarter German and a quarter black. That was always a big issue for me - being mixed race - because casting directors tended to be very like, 'OK, are you Hispanic for this role?' 'Or is she going to be African American?'

I've never understood people who say they're not a practicing Jew. You never hear a black guy say he's not a practicing African-American. What does it even mean?

It's important for me to think I'm mixed-race.

I think that people assumed I was white because of my last name. My father is Caucasian, my mother is Hispanic. But English was my second language, believe it or not.

Growing up, I thought I was white. It didn't occur to me I was Asian-American until I was studying abroad in Denmark and there was a little bit of prejudice.

My family is part Creole, and we're Indian, and we're also very, very black. My father was so black, he was blue.