August Into Winter Quotes

“It's a funny phrase, 'disloyal to his memory.' I've never understood it," Dill said. "It's you who has a memory of Dov, not the other way around. He no longer has a memory of anything. Unless you believe in heaven and that Dov Schechter's floating somewhere up there in the great beyond. Do you believe that?"

She shook her head.

"In that case, he's nowhere in the present unless you bring him into it. My advice is that if you want to visit Dov, do it in the past. If he's anywhere, that's where he is. He's got no business in the here and now. With us.”
― Guy Vanderhaeghe, August Into Winter

“Maybe I'm not cold. Maybe I'm just lost. Do lonely and cold feel the same? At bottom are they the same thing?”
― Guy Vanderhaeghe, August Into Winter

“Now people fawn at the feet of a lunatic like Hitler because he screams obscenities, things that they always thought but didn't have the guts to say out loud. Everybody happy to roar along with everybody else, happy to be a doormat for a psychotic, happy to feel him wipe his boots on their backs while he whispers to them that they're superior, high-quality doormats, far, far better doormats than a filthy stinking Slavic or Jewish doormat. Whispering to his German lickspittles that it will soon be their turn to scrape the mud and manure from their boots on the backs of conquered untermenschen.”
― Guy Vanderhaeghe, August Into Winter

“What's the point of knocking yourself out for anybody but yourself? The answer was obvious. There wasn't any.”
― Guy Vanderhaeghe, August Into Winter

“You carried the past into the future on your back, its knees and arms hugging you tighter with every step.”
― Guy Vanderhaeghe, August Into Winter