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“In a single week, there might be committees, caucuses, colloquiums, congresses, and conventions variously coming together to establish codes, set courses of action, levy complaints, and generally clamor about the worlds oldest problems in its newest nomenclature.”

“Throughout nature we can observe discipline. It is only human beings who, in the name of freedom, say, ‘I can do anything I want’.”

“Húóng nodded and clasped her shaky hands together - hands that would, years later, become steady hands, sturdy hands.”

“Công told them art transcended boundaries, beauty crossed borders. He said, one can’t contain the life and the stuff of life. It was impossible, he went on, to imprison that; it was impossible, he said, to imprison beauty and truth.”

“If war had taught her one thing, it was that ideology - how you believed the world should be, what you would die to uphold - was always flawed, and though innocent on its own, it could lead to tragedy.”

“So much concrete, she thought. She imagined them rubbing against her, scrapping her knees and hands, leaving bruises and scrapes and marks. She was thinking that way nowadays: what can hurt her, what can leave a scar.”

“It’s good being the horror chick, sure, always standing away from the rest of the crowd, smoking bitter cigarette after bitter cigarette, she’d have it no other way, but it’s nice to make eye contact with someone else with a black heart, too, and then breathe smoke out slow, like judgment.”

“Im sociable, I’m a person who likes to be happy, and where do you find happiness if not in people?”

“I try not to rush the passage from comedy to tragedy. Life does a fine job on its own.”

“Life is full of problems, although life was wonderful in Barcelona in those days, and problems were called surprises.”

“the heart of the matter is knowing whether evil (or sin or crime or whatever you want to call it) is random or purposeful. If it’s purposeful, we can fight it, it’s hard to defeat, but we have a chance, like two boxers in the same weight class, more or less. If it’s random, on the other hand, we’re fucked, and we’ll just have to hope that God, if he exists, has mercy on us.”

“There’s no such thing as purity, boys, don’t fool yourselves, life is shit, mi general was a wounded man and a dead man all at once, and he was brave.”

“but then I thought that many people, especially here, had many things to tell me, and although the urge to share was something I couldn’t quite understand, I accepted it completely, since there was no harm in listening.”

“Being alone makes us stronger. That’s the honest truth. But it’s cold comfort, since even if I wanted company no one will come new me anymore.”

“Somehow or other, though, you would always find you way to your own pattern, because I am sure you are following a pattern: your pattern of your life. You can embellish you pattern, or you can scamp it, but it is your pattern and so long as you are following it you will know harmony, and a mind at ease without itself.”

“I don’t think necessity is the mother of invention - invention, in my opinion, arises directly from idleness, possibly also from laziness. To save oneself the trouble.”

“My contemporaries were frequently badly off and couldn’t have a quarter of the things they wanted. Why then did we have so much enjoyment? Was it some kind of sap rising in us that has ceased to rise now? Have we cut it off with education and, worse, anxiety over education; anxiety as to what life holds for you?”

“Maybe this was aging, growing up. She clenched her teeth. A progression of hells, of fires and storms that make the world seem less and less like the one you thought you knew.”

“‘Okay,’ she said. As if that was all that could be done. Acknowledge the next blow. Move on.”

“Follow-ups, check-ins, takes - a long unwinding future of them - would wait. They were all too tired. You have to give in eventually.”

“Please try to remember that books aren’t always an escape; sometimes books teach us things. They show us the world; they don’t hide it.”

She’s killed so many people and you know what? The world, just as uncooperative and stubborn as always, keeps spinning along.
Dying isn’t the important thing. It’s nothing more than the punctuation mark on the end of your life. It’s everything that came before that matters. Punctuation marks, most people skip right over them. They don’t even have a sound.”

“They are the men who eat the children. It is the oldest and only story, our attempt to imitate the two divine acts of God: creation and destruction. Birth and death. Women get birth, so men must settle for death. And they’ve become experts on the subject.”

“That’s when I decided it was time for me to start cooking up some luck - meeting that miracle halfway.”

“It is time for the honor many quietly pay to Black mothers to become as loud as Alberta’s choir, as consistent as Berdis’s love, as strong as Louise’s fight.”

“But beneath the things the people remembered and the swaying and teeth-grinding they wanted to forget, they tried most of all to fathom if the passage of their lives was fate or wish.”

“And they would resign themselves to wander the wiles of the times, unable to reconcile the story of the united territories they’d been taught and the world that existed.”

“So that Dash lived in and around a traumatized world, and he experienced it much like the candy that defined his childhood: in smaller bits and pieces that could more easily fit into the fragile spaces of his ten-year-old mind.”

“And from every corner and shadow the sounds and smells of those hunting and hunted abounded. The rip and tear of flesh and crack of bone. Drunken singing amid frightened shrieks. The boom and thump of one being dominating another. The scream and squawk of unending retaliation.”