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“I armed her against the censures of the world, shewed her that books were sweet unreproaching companions to the miserable, and that if they could not bring us to enjoy life, they would at least teach us to endure it.”
― The Vicar of Wakefield
― The Vicar of Wakefield
“Whitepeople believed that whatever the manners, under every dark skin was a jungle. Swift unnavigable waters, swinging screaming baboons, sleeping snakes, red gums ready for their sweet white blood. In a way, he thought, they were right. The more coloredpeople spent their strength trying to convince them how gentle they were, how clever and loving, how human, the more they used themselves up to persuade whites of something Negroes believed could not be questioned, the deeper and more tangled the jungle grew inside. But it wasn’t the jungle blacks brought with them to this place from the other (livable) place. It was the jungle whitefolks planted in them. And it grew. It spread. In, through and after life, it spread, until it invaded the whites who had made it. Touched them every one. Changed and altered them. Made them bloody, silly, worse than even they wanted to be, so scared were they of the jungle they had made. The screaming baboon lived under their own white skin; the red gums were their own.”
― Beloved
― Beloved
“Most of us have more potential than we will ever develop. What holds us back is often a lack of courage.”
― The Five Love Languages: How to Express Heartfelt Commitment to Your Mate
― The Five Love Languages: How to Express Heartfelt Commitment to Your Mate
“I am amazed by how many individuals mess up every new day with yesterday. They insist on bringing into today the failures of yesterday and in so doing, they pollute a potentially wonderful day.”
― The Five Love Languages: The Secret to Love that Lasts
― The Five Love Languages: The Secret to Love that Lasts
“It’s gonna hurt, now,” said Amy. “Anything dead coming back to life hurts.”
― Beloved
― Beloved
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