Sadiya

“Look at the children of the land leaving in droves, leaving their own land with bleeding wounds on their bodies and shock on their faces and blood in their hearts and hunger in their stomachs and grief in their footsteps. Leaving their mothers and fathers and children behind, leaving their umbilical cords underneath the soil, leaving the bones of their ancestors in the earth, leaving everything that makes them who and what they are, leaving because it is no longer possible to stay. They will never be the same again because you cannot be the same once you leave behind who and what you are, you just cannot be the same.”
― NoViolet Bulawayo, We Need New Names

“One day, people will no longer remember
the Islander way of life. But during the Qīng period, the Hoklo
people also did the same thing to the native tribes’ ways of life here.
How far back should one go when lamenting such cruelties? But the
absurd thing about humanity is that we only feel pain when we’re
on the receiving end. Ah, I beg your pardon. These are the words of
a drunk person, and I do not even have that excuse.”
― Yáng Shuāng-zǐ, Taiwan Travelogue