Into the Uncut Grass Quotes
Into the Uncut Grass
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Trevor Noah6,189 ratings, 4.03 average rating, 983 reviews
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“Every person is just an obstacle unless you try to understand them.”
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“If imagination is the rocket, then books are the rocket fuel. They supercharge the mind and help it see beyond what it can conceive on its own.”
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“Sometimes you make the right choice and things go wrong, and sometimes you make the wrong choice and things go right.”
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“And one more time, Walter reminded the boy of what he already knew. “If you still call it home,” he said, “you can always go back.”
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“The day should start when I wake up,' Walter said through a yawn. 'I should not have to wake up to start the day.”
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“When we can’t agree, we don’t argue forever, she just does it my way.” “And she does it mine,” Spiral said. “But if you both think you’re right,” the boy asked, “why bother doing it the other way?” “Because everyone thinks they’re right—” Spiral said. “—until they discover they’re wrong,” Stripe said.”
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“And if every day begins with a battle, how can I ever find peace?”
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“We need one another to add up to anything at all!”
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“Every person is just an obstacle unless you try to understand them. Even your own mother! It’s like the way a gate can seem locked if you don’t understand how it opens.”
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“Have you ever made a bed?” the boy asked. “Well, on our side of the gate, no one even has a bed,” the gnome replied. “We sleep in trees or caves or just lay our heads down in the tall grass.” “That sounds like a dream,” the boy said. “Because making the bed is the worst part of every day. And the bed doesn’t want to be made, either. It stretches itself and becomes bigger so the sheet doesn’t fit. It swallows me with blankets whenever I try to cover it. And the whole time, the pillows frown like unhappy uncles.” “That sounds like a real struggle,” the gnome said. “It is!” the boy said. “And if every day begins with a battle, how can I ever find peace?”
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