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“— Everything changes into something else, turns into some version of what it was before.”
― Claire Keegan, Foster

“I wanted to show her the small acts that grounded me each day: make a pot of coffee, do the dishes, sweep the kitchen floor, water the plants. Moments that are for no one, toward nothing, except the maintenance of a day. Moments not worth being written about, maybe, but that make me feel the most connected to being alive.”
― Cyrus Grace Dunham, A Year Without a Name: A Memoir

“Do you really suppose history will remember him, this foot soldier? Not really. Yes, battles will be chronicled, and from that history will be written. It will be in the news, on television and even in books. People will talk about it in bars and coffeehouses. However, the focus will be on the progress of the war, the strategy and tactics, with maybe a mention or two of the commanding officer and how bravely, courageously and strategically he coordinated his troops to wage the battle. But when it comes to the regular people, the foot soldiers, it is a different story. For them, history is unforgiving and merciless. Who do you think will even care to know who Captain Gasha was? His acomplishments on the battlefield, his aches and pains? No-one will caer, history does not bother about minor details. Captain Gasha is only too aware that he is a fleeting speck in the annals of history, his name remembered by no-one.”
― Baalu Girma, Oromay

“Words not only mattered but they were power. Words were muti. Words were weapons. Words were magic. Words were church. Words were wealth. Words were life.”
― NoViolet Bulawayo, Glory