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“I have no more to say except this: We must live with our own conscience.”
― Ernest J. Gaines, A Lesson Before Dying

“This soil is bad for certain kinds of flowers. Certain seeds it will not nurture, certain fruit it will not bear, and when the land kills of its own volition, we acquiesce and say the victim had no right to live. We are wrong, of course, but it doesn't matter. It's too late. At least on the edge of my town, among the garbage and the sunflowers of my town, it's much, much, much too late.”
― Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye

“Begun 1913
Finished 1914
Dedicated to a Happier Year”
― E.M. Forster, Maurice

“..... desire is so much sweeter when you cant have it.”
― Ilsa J. Bick, The Sin-Eater's Confession