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06/08
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Rise and Fall of the Third Reich (Paperback) by William L. Shirer bookshelves: currently-reading |
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"The time has arrived in America for the Democratic Party to get out of the shadow of states' rights and walk forthrightly into the bright sunshine of human rights." — Hubert Humphrey | |||
| April 11 | ||||
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The Practice of Diaspora: Literature, Translation, and the Rise of Black Internationalism (Paperback) by Brent Hayes Edwards bookshelves: literary-abortions |
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| March 13 | ||||
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"Not So Quiet": Stepdaughters of War (Women & Peace) by Helen Zenna Smith bookshelves: random-crap |
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"See the man they are fitting into the bottom slot. He is coughing badly. No, not pneumonia. Not tuberculosis. Nothing so picturesque. Gently, gently, stretcher-bearers… he is about done. He is coughing up clots of pinky-green filth. Only his lungs, Mother and Mrs. Evans-Mawington. He is coughing well to-night. That is gas. You’ve heard of gas. Haven’t you? It burns and shrivels the lungs to… to the mess you see on the ambulance floor there. He’s about the age of Bertie, Mother. Not unlike Bertie, either, with his gentle brown eyes and fair curly hair. Bertie would look up pleading like that in between coughing up his lungs… The son you have so generously given to the War. Cough, cough, little fair-haired boy. Perhaps somewhere your mother is thinking of you… boasting of the life she has so nobly given… the life you thought was your own, but which is hers to squander as she thinks fit. ‘My boy is not a slacker, thank God.’ Cough away, little boy, cough away. What does it matter, providing your mother doesn’t have to face the shame of her son’s cowardice?" — Helen Zenna Smith | |||
| March 04 | ||||
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"For everyone here in Ohio and across America who's been ever been counted out but refused to be knocked out, for everyone who has stumbled but stood right back up, and for everyone who works hard and never gives up -- this one is for you" — Hillary Clinton | |||
| February 22 | ||||
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All on Fire: William Lloyd Garrison and the Abolition of Slavery (Paperback) by Henry Mayer bookshelves: to-read |
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Redemption: The Last Battle of the Civil War (Hardcover) by Nicholas Lemann bookshelves: to-read |
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| February 20 | ||||
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Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim (Paperback) by David Sedaris bookshelves: freakin-fantastic |
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"By the grace of God and these two revolvers I will preach here today. " — John M. Chivington | |||
Justin's favorite quotes
"For everyone here in Ohio and across America who's been ever been counted out but refused to be knocked out, for everyone who has stumbled but stood right back up, and for everyone who works hard and never gives up -- this one is for you"
— Hillary Clinton
— Hillary Clinton
"By the grace of God and these two revolvers I will preach here today.
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— John M. Chivington
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— John M. Chivington
"See the man they are fitting into the bottom slot. He is coughing badly. No, not pneumonia. Not tuberculosis. Nothing so picturesque. Gently, gently, stretcher-bearers… he is about done. He is coughing up clots of pinky-green filth. Only his lungs, Mother and Mrs. Evans-Mawington. He is coughing well to-night. That is gas. You’ve heard of gas. Haven’t you? It burns and shrivels the lungs to… to the mess you see on the ambulance floor there. He’s about the age of Bertie, Mother. Not unlike Bertie, either, with his gentle brown eyes and fair curly hair. Bertie would look up pleading like that in between coughing up his lungs… The son you have so generously given to the War. Cough, cough, little fair-haired boy. Perhaps somewhere your mother is thinking of you… boasting of the life she has so nobly given… the life you thought was your own, but which is hers to squander as she thinks fit. ‘My boy is not a slacker, thank God.’ Cough away, little boy, cough away. What does it matter, providing your mother doesn’t have to face the shame of her son’s cowardice?"
— Helen Zenna Smith
— Helen Zenna Smith
"The time has arrived in America for the Democratic Party to get out of the shadow of states' rights and walk forthrightly into the bright sunshine of human rights."
— Hubert Humphrey
— Hubert Humphrey
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