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“Human beings are good at creating hells for themselves even out of richness.”
“Are you all that sure you want God as your rival?” I asked. “I don’t seem to have much choice, do I?”
“Do you imagine for one minute, girl, that I would let you get away?”
Learn or die.
But then, there’s nothing more replaceable than unskilled labor.
“So we become the crew of a modern underground railroad,” I said. Slavery again—even worse than my father thought, or at least sooner. He thought it would take a while.
Anyone dirty enough to be a slaver is dirty enough to tell a pack of lies.
In spite of your loss and pain, you aren’t alone.
“My god,” Bankole said. “This country has slipped back two hundred years.”
Behind us and to the north, the fire began to roar.
The universe is God’s self-portrait.
No one should travel alone in this world.
Being white might help you win people over faster than he did.
Children were the keys to most of the adults present.
A community’s first responsibility is to protect its children—the ones we have now and the ones we will have.”
“Sometimes jobs like that are the only jobs—slave or slave driver.