The Slow Burn of Silence Quotes

“My grandfather used to talk about the banality of evil,” she said, staring out the window. “It was a phrase first used by a woman named Hannah Arendt, a German-American political theorist. She used it in her 1960s thesis, where she postulated that all great evils in history, the Holocaust in particular, were not executed by fanatics or sociopaths, but by ordinary people who accepted the premise of their government or state. She argued that they participated in evil things with the view that their actions were normal.” She paused, then turned to face him.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“People see what they want to see, or what they are told to see, and once that picture starts to fill your mind, logic starts bending things to fit. My job is to tell the truth, kultaseni. That is my belief with this newspaper of mine . . . that’s why I started it.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“Hannah Arendt, a German-American political theorist. She used it in her 1960s thesis, where she postulated that all great evils in history, the Holocaust in particular, were not executed by fanatics or sociopaths, but by ordinary people who accepted the premise of their government or state.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“the dry wind soughed again through the trees, stirring branches as it moved like an invisible spirit through the forest. With the susurration came another thought,”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“There will come a time, a pastor once told him in prison, when you believe everything is finished. But that will only be the beginning.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“My mother would say it’s written in the rings of trees, in the patterns of leaves, and in the sound of water.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“History becomes something agreed upon by mutual consent, and the guilt is anesthetized by silence.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“You can’t exist in this world without leaving pieces of yourself, without affecting in some tiny way everyone, everything, you come into contact with . . . Jeb told me that. Sometimes the trail you leave is bold, destructive. It’s flattened grass, moved rocks, easy to see. Other times the trace is barely there, invisible unless you know just how to look for it, and it can be like following ghosts . . .”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“two ways to be fooled, kultaseni, my little gold. One is to believe what isn’t true; the other is to refuse to believe what is true.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“There are two ways to be fooled, kultaseni, my little gold. One is to believe what isn’t true; the other is to refuse to believe what is true.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“Maybe she’d given her too much. It didn’t matter. She didn’t have time to think about Rachel now. Quinn was dead quiet. Ash-mud smeared thick across the windshield. She bent forward, straining to see through the streaks. Smoke was obliterating everything. Suddenly she made out the lights of the Thunderbird Lodge. With a shaking hand, she palmed her wet ball cap off her head, trying to think this through. It shouldn’t have been like this. Her only weapons were bear spray, ice ax. Ropes. Her strength and endurance. The ketamine was gone now. Shit. She’d gotten this far. There was no going back now, surely? Perspiration dampened her body. She pulled in next to the”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“People see what they want to see, or what they are told to see, and once that picture starts to fill your mind, logic starts bending things to fit.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence

“Not by a goddamn long shot.”
― Loreth Anne White, The Slow Burn of Silence