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Bec’s 2025 Year in Books
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"Prep for an In Convo with Kathy Lette in Feb. A woman tries to pull her life back together when her husband leaves her after their son gets an Autism diagnosis. Absolutely roasts a certain well known TV Chef. "
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"seems like there are worse ways to live than being convinced you're turning into a dog.
i felt destined to like this book, due to my love of books about women going insane, and books about the violence of womanhood, and a general appreciation for cani" Read more of this review » |
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“Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery that mediocrity can pay to greatness.”
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“The tragedy is not that things are broken. The tragedy is that things are not mended again.”
― Cry, the Beloved Country
― Cry, the Beloved Country
“We do not know, we do not know. We shall live from day to day, and put more locks on the doors, and get a fine fierce dog when the fine fierce bitch next door has pups, and hold on to our handbags more tenaciously; and the beauty of the trees by night, and the raptures of lovers under the stars, these things we shall forego. We shall forego the coming home drunken through the midnight streets, and the evening walk over the star-lit veld. We shall be careful, and knock this off our lives, and knock that off our lives, and hedge ourselves about with safety and precaution. And our lives will shrink, but they shall be the lives of superior beings; and we shall live with fear, but at least it will not be a fear of the unknown. And the conscience shall be thrust down; the light of life shall not be extinguished, but be put under a bushel, to be preserved for a generation that will live by it again, in some day not yet come; and how it will come, and when it will come, we shall not think about at all.”
― Cry, the Beloved Country
― Cry, the Beloved Country
“There is not much talking now. A silence falls upon them all. This is no time to talk of hedges and fields, or the beauties of any country. Sadness and fear and hate, how they well up in the heart and mind, whenever one opens pages of these messengers of doom. Cry for the broken tribe, for the law and the custom that is gone. Aye, and cry aloud for the man who is dead, for the woman and children bereaved. Cry, the beloved country, these things are not yet at an end. The sun pours down on the earth, on the lovely land that man cannot enjoy. He knows only the fear of his heart.”
― Cry, the Beloved Country
― Cry, the Beloved Country
“And were your back as broad as heaven, and your purse full of gold, and did your compassion reach from here to hell itself, there is nothing you can do.”
― Cry, the Beloved Country
― Cry, the Beloved Country
