Eddie Huang Quotes

People didn't relate to me as being Chinese or white, just being a hippie, a long-haired hippie.

They say I look like a different ethnicity, and nobody's been recognizing me.

Also because I'm ambiguously ethnic looking, you know, I come to New York and I can be anything. People generally think I'm half of whatever they are.

I'll be back. I'll be black. I'll be white black.

When people first meet me, they're always like, 'What are you?' as far as ethnicity. And I've been pegged as 'ethnically ambiguous.'

I'm Jewish, so it's like I'm not totally white. I'm, like, gray.

As I got older, I realised that people saw me as other things - sometimes Korean, sometimes Japanese, sometimes just Asian. When my family moved to a more affluent white neighbourhood, I started to see myself as 'other', this amorphous category. I didn't even know what 'not other' was, but I knew I wasn't it; I wasn't what was normal.

Growing up, I was confused about my identity: I felt like I wasn't black enough to be black, but not white enough to be white.

Growing up in America, I never really appreciated my culture. I knew what being Hispanic was, but I thought that since I didn't look Hispanic, I was white.

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

To make an absolutely gross generalization, I think a lot of people feel like if you're mixed, more often than not you're quote unquote white. So if you're mixed, you embrace the mainstream culture more than the African-American culture.

I never fit in. Everyone knew my dad was Indian. I was half-Indian.

I looked real Neanderthal. I could have been Mexican, I could have been black; I could have been anything.

Sometimes I have a very fleeting emotional dance with a fleeting phrase, like 'half-Mexican.'

Even though I'm Hispanic, I'm so white.

When you're biracial, you can feel like you're fully neither, not fully both. But I won't strip away my heritage for anyone's comfort.

After the Egyptian and Indian, the Greek and Roman, the Teuton and Mongolian, the Negro is a sort of seventh son, born with a veil, and gifted with second-sight in this American world, - a world which yields him no self-consciousness, but only lets him see himself through the revelation of the other world.

I'm not white, I'm not black.

I feel more Asian than anything.

I wasn't, like, pretty enough to be the ingenue; I wasn't 'character' enough to be the goofball sidekick. I'm kind of ethnically ambiguous.

God made a mistake with me. I'm actually black, trapped in a white body.

I don't identify as white. I have a complex relationship with whiteness.

When you're bi-racial, in the town I was in, in Maine, people kept asking, 'What are you?' It was like I wasn't even human.

Whether it was a shoe store or working the front desk of a hotel, I was always interacting with people. I'd get that look because I'm half-white and half-Filipino. They could tell I was something, but they really couldn't tell what I was.

I am Indian-American, but I often play ethnically ambiguous roles.