Tomorrow, When the War Began (Tomorrow, #1)

by John Marsden

People just sticking names on places, so that no one could see those places properly any more. Every time they looked at them or thought about them the first thing they saw was a huge big sign saying 'Housing Commission' or 'private school' or 'church' or 'mosque' or 'synagogue'. They stopped looking once they saw those signs.

'It's just not right,' said Kevin stubbornly. 'Maybe not. But neither's your way of looking at it. There doesn't have to be a right side and a wrong side. Both sides can be right, or both sides can be wrong. I think both countries are in the wrong this time.'

In this life of froth and bubble, Two things stand like stone. Kindness in another's trouble, Courage in your own.

Even life and death weren't opposites in Nature: one was merely an extension of the other.

All these words, words like 'evil' and 'vicious', they meant nothing to Nature. Yes, evil was a human invention.

Humans do such terrible things to each other that sometimes my brain tells me they must be evil. But my heart still isn't convinced.