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“We are protecting civilians. We are unarmed. We are no threat to you. Please do not shoot.”
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“A line is a fuse
that's lit.
The line smolders,
the rhyme explodes—
and by a stanza
a city
is blown to bits.”
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that's lit.
The line smolders,
the rhyme explodes—
and by a stanza
a city
is blown to bits.”
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“I feel like I'm witnessing the systematic destruction of a people's ability to survive. It's horrifying.”
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“I feel like I'm witnessing the
systematic destruction of a
people's ability to survive....
Sometimes I sit down to dinner
with people and I realize there
is a massive military machine surrounding us, trying to kill
the people I'm having dinner with”
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systematic destruction of a
people's ability to survive....
Sometimes I sit down to dinner
with people and I realize there
is a massive military machine surrounding us, trying to kill
the people I'm having dinner with”
―
“We are all born and someday we’ll all die. Most likely to some degree alone.What if our aloneness isn’t a tragedy? What if our aloneness is what allows us to speak the truth without being afraid? What if our aloneness is what allows us to adventure – to experience the world as a dynamic presence – as a changeable, interactive thing?
If I lived in Bosnia or Rwanda or who knows where else, needless death wouldn’t be a distant symbol to me, it wouldn’t be a metaphor, it would be a reality.
And I have no right to this metaphor. But I use it to console myself. To give a fraction of meaning to something enormous and needless.
This realization. This realization that I will live my life in this world where I have privileges.
I can’t cool boiling waters in Russia. I can’t be Picasso. I can’t be Jesus. I can’t save the planet single-handedly.
I can wash dishes.”
―
If I lived in Bosnia or Rwanda or who knows where else, needless death wouldn’t be a distant symbol to me, it wouldn’t be a metaphor, it would be a reality.
And I have no right to this metaphor. But I use it to console myself. To give a fraction of meaning to something enormous and needless.
This realization. This realization that I will live my life in this world where I have privileges.
I can’t cool boiling waters in Russia. I can’t be Picasso. I can’t be Jesus. I can’t save the planet single-handedly.
I can wash dishes.”
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Suzanne’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Suzanne’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
1,202 books
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39 friends
1,647 books
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378 friends
1,038 books
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2,598 friends
653 books
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123 friends
567 books
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50 friends
1,354 books
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159 friends
287 books
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641 friends
75 books
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206 friends
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