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“How does a daughter know that she feels appropriately towards the woman who is her mother? Yes, it was difficult to know what to do with Mai, how to conceive her. I thought I hated her fawning, but what I see I hated is the degree of it. If she was fawning, she was not fawning enough. She diluted it with her spitefulness, the hopeless clawing of a small cornered spirit towards what was beyond it. And if she had spirit, it was not great enough, being shrunk by the bitterness of her temper.”
― Tsitsi Dangarembga, The Book of Not

“You and I are extremely alike. Sometimes people who are alike don’t get along too well. Qualities that other people would respect, they take for granted in each other, and qualities that they wish they could curb in themselves, seem magnified in the other person. It’s like looking into a hypercritical mirror.”
― J.W. Lynne, Above the Sky

“He's a pitiful soul. Gentle, frail, the least likely to protest. In a nation of hairy men, Father stands out like a sleek adolescent boy. For years, his hair was thin and wispy, then, in one year, gone. He couldn't even keep the hair on top of his head.”
― Michael Benzehabe, Persianality

“When a man's pride is made to bite the dust, resentment is the worm that eats his flesh”
― Bangambiki Habyarimana, The Great Pearl of Wisdom