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240 pages, Paperback
First published June 2, 2016
"His preparations complete, he paused to reflect on his experience as an exile, and he realized that it was far different from anything he had ever heard or read. In exile you live life counting the seconds and minutes and hours, allowing yourself to be consumed by ennui, as indistinct days roll one into another."
""I'm worried that it could be the rest of us who have lost our minds. I'm worried that a man who has lost his mind cannot be as sane as you are. You know so much about us, yet we know nothing about you. Is it possible that we are the ones who have forgotten the past? Honestly, I suspect that could be the case."
"'.... We don't have anything to do with TK anymore, and we don't want anything to do with you and your guitar. When you find TK pass our message to him. We want to live our lives in peace, not pieces.'"
"And Sergeant Bello could take it no more -- knowing he was against the people, and on the side of evil. And he felt sad knowing that the same people he was against murmur not for their own good, but his as well."
"'Regardless of which side we are on, hope is universal. When you begin to hope, you begin to murmur against that which hinders you. And when you murmur, change is bound to come.'"
"'And then they banned all record shops from selling my music. The army invaded the shops and confiscated all my records. They invaded my house, any house where my records could be found, and they seized every copy of my records. And they burned them all so that not a single copy of any of my records can be found anywhere today. I guess that was when every record of me was erased from your memories. I no longer existed because there was no way I could continue to exist without my music. My music was me, and they took it away from me. That was when I gave up the struggle and went into exile.'"
"But all they heard was the faint music of his guitar. And they did not know that the reason why they did not hear him sing was because he was afraid to hear the sound of his own voice."
"What remained of Taduno's conscience died that day, and he sensed that only with the death of his conscience would he be able to sing beautifully once again."
"For a moment, he dwelled on Aroli's words. And then he asked himself: What is the real meaning of love? When is love a crime? He knew the answer to his second question. Love is a crime when you love one person at the expense of the whole world."
"'They can only kill her once,' TK said patiently. 'But if you praise the regime with your music you will be signing the death warrant of millions of people.'"
"'.... We must not select those to save and those to condemn to death in the fight against tyranny. We must learn to say "no" to tyrants no matter how much they hurt us. That is the only way tyranny can be defeated.'"