“He could not afford to be deemed lesse than a slave in mental capacity. The least tremor to that pillar of subordination on which slavery rested could see the edifice come crashing down. A centuty of pent-up rage would be unleashed, whitewomen raped, whitemen's heads hollowed out into drinking cups.”
― Johnson's Dictionary
― Johnson's Dictionary
“It is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners.”
― Neither Victims Nor Executioners
― Neither Victims Nor Executioners
“Fantasy is escapist, and that is its glory. If a soldier is imprisioned by the enemy, don't we consider it his duty to escape?. . .If we value the freedom of mind and soul, if we're partisans of liberty, then it's our plain duty to escape, and to take as many people with us as we can!”
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“So some respectable dodo in the Mauritius might have lorded it in his nest, and discussed the arrival of that shipful of pitiless sailors in want of animal food. “We will peck them to death tomorrow, my dear.”
― The War of the Worlds
― The War of the Worlds
“What are yo usaying boy, of Theodore?" Mr Basnett asked in an intimidating tone.
"Massa Theodore flimie lappa mappa," I said.
"Speak English, boy," he commanded.
What I said of Theodore was a babble, translation being impossible. "It is how we Negroes defuse anger such as yours," I could have told Mr Basnett. "We have learnt it over centuries: when the cudgel is raised over us we issue from the bowels of our mouth a stream of piffle, creative on the spott. Oh the spontaneity of our inventive minds! Having brayed at you such nonsense we then grin stupidly, that famous grin that glints in the sunshine, distracting you for a moment from your cruel intent.”
― Johnson's Dictionary
"Massa Theodore flimie lappa mappa," I said.
"Speak English, boy," he commanded.
What I said of Theodore was a babble, translation being impossible. "It is how we Negroes defuse anger such as yours," I could have told Mr Basnett. "We have learnt it over centuries: when the cudgel is raised over us we issue from the bowels of our mouth a stream of piffle, creative on the spott. Oh the spontaneity of our inventive minds! Having brayed at you such nonsense we then grin stupidly, that famous grin that glints in the sunshine, distracting you for a moment from your cruel intent.”
― Johnson's Dictionary
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