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“No one else wanted to be a black person in America. And everyone knew that fact, however cruelly the result played itself out. No matter the worry in their lives, they could all but count on a voice, redemptive and default, Whispering as a comfort to their hearts: At least I'm not them. And so they carried on, the injustice of it as natural and inconvenient to their lives as a bit of rain.”
― Cebo Campbell, Sky Full of Elephants

“Charlie understood, in a way, that was just how the world now felt: blind, or all vision warped by having worn someone else's glasses.”
― Cebo Campbell, Sky Full of Elephants

“She followed them underwater until she could no longer breathe and swam back for air. Until she could no longer see anything in those depths.
Until she no longer had strength to keep diving down. And she tried. Swimming, screaming, fighting. She tried her very best. To drown herself along with them. To feel what they felt. As she had been trying to all her life.”
― Cebo Campbell, Sky Full of Elephants

“Students flirted and
smiled at each other as effortless as sunlight on a breeze. So much life and so much energy. Easy to forget that half the world died. But then again, Charlie noted, neither grief nor calamity had ever stopped the joy of black people. We smiled through the worst the world had to offer, he thought. Smiled even when our lips bled.”
― Cebo Campbell, Sky Full of Elephants