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“They say that war is death's best friend, but I must offer you a different point of view on that one. To me, war is like the new boss who expects the impossible. He stands over your shoulder repeating one thin, incessantly: 'Get it done, get it done.' So you work harder. You get the job done. The boss, however, does not thank you. He asks for more.”
― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

“There is one thing that I do find extraordinary and it never ceases to amaze me. That even in this day and age, in any day and age, that people always insist on believing their heroes are men”
― Lucretia Grindle, Villa Triste

“The baby I could keep came when I was already dead.

I was twelve when I was murdered, fourteen when I looked into the Yalu River and, finding no face looking back at me, knew that I was dead. I wanted to let the Yalu's currents carry my body to where it might find my spirit again, but the Japanese soldiers hurried me across the bridge before I could jump.”
― Nora Okja Keller, Comfort Woman

“Language, even more than color, defines who you are to people.”
― Trevor Noah, Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood

“We tell people to follow their dreams, but you can only dream of what you can imagine, and, depending on where you come from, your imagination can be quite limited.”
― Trevor Noah, Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood

“That's the difference between irony and sarcasm. Irony can be spontaneous, while sarcasm requires volition. You have to create sarcasm.”
― Christopher Moore, Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal

“It's very difficult to stay angry when a room full of bald guys in orange robes start giggling. Buddhism.”
― Christopher Moore, Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal

“Routine feeds the illusion of safety...”
― Christopher Moore, Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal

“I'll bet he was myrrh. Bastard, he brings the cheapest gift and now he wants to sodomize me.”
― Christopher Moore, Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal

“Blessed are the meek, for to them we shall say, 'attaboy'.”
― Christopher Moore, Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal

“Praying is talking to God. Meditating is listening.”
― Christopher Moore, Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal

“All men are evil, that’s what I was talking to my father about.
What did he say?
Fuck ‘em.
Really?
Yeah.
At least he answered you.
I got the feeling that he thinks it’s my problem now.
Makes you wonder why he didn’t burn that on one of the tablets. ‘HERE, MOSES, HERE’S THE TEN COMMANDMENTS, AND HERE’S AN EXTRA ONE THAT SAYS FUCK ‘EM.’
He doesn’t sound like that.”
― Christopher Moore, Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal

“It is your fear that will prevent you from becoming who you are meant to be.”
― William Andrews, Daughters of the Dragon

“They must often change, who would be constant in wisdom.”
― William Andrews, The Dragon Queen

“If you're Native American and you pray to the wolves, you're a savage. If you're African and you pray to your ancestors, you're a primitive. But when white people pray to a guy who turns water into wine, well, that's just common sense.”
― Trevor Noah, Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood

“My mom did what school didn't. She taught me how to think.”
― Trevor Noah, Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood

“The name Hitler does not offend a black South African because Hitler is not the worst thing a black South African can imagine. Every country thinks their history is the most important, and that’s especially true in the West. But if black South Africans could go back in time and kill one person, Cecil Rhodes would come up before Hitler. If people in the Congo could go back in time and kill one person, Belgium’s King Leopold would come way before Hitler. If Native Americans could go back in time and kill one person, it would probably be Christopher Columbus or Andrew Jackson. I”
― Trevor Noah, Born a Crime: Stories from a South African Childhood