Sophie

“He's tried to explain this a couple of times to a few of his buddies after about five beers. Like listen, listen. Imagine you live in this country, right? And there's a brutal war, and you witness and maybe participate in a horrific amount of violence, and you lose absolutely everyone you care about. Then you end up in this other country, where the culture and ways of doing things are completely foreign to you, and random assholes make fun of you for how you dress and act and talk while you're still coming to grips with the fact that everyone you love is gone and you can never go home again. Meanwhile, everyone around you is like "smile, motherfucker, you're in the Land of Plenty now, where there's a Starbucks on every corner and 500 channels on TV. You should be grateful! Why aren't you acting more grateful?" So you have to pretend to be grateful while you're dying inside. Sound like an traumatized, orphaned refugee? Also sounds like Steve fucking Rogers, Captain Goddamn America. Except that most refugees were part of a community of other people who were going through the same thing. Steve is all alone, the last damn unicorn, if the last unicorn had horrible screaming nightmares about the time when it helped to liberate Buchenwald.”
― spitandvinegar, Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down)

“Sometimes when you feel like a piece of garbage, or an alien from another planet, or more like a weapon than a real person, you have to be nice to yourself to remember how to feel human again. It's like taking care of a pet. You like cats, right? If you had a cat I know you would be buying it catnip and cat toys and fancy all-meat cat food and some kind of crazy deluxe cat bed. You'd be petting it all the time, and brushing its fur out every day so it was all fluffy and everything, right? Even if you were feeling like shit you'd take care of the cat, because that's just what you have to do when you have responsibility for an innocent animal that can't take care of itself.”

“I'm the c-cat?”

“Yeah, you're the cat.”
― spitandvinegar, Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down)

“Tea without sugar just wasn’t done. Or at least not talked about in polite society. Like French kissing your first cousin.”
― Rachel Gibson, Just Kiss Me

“The next day he hangs up the painting, but he doesn't put it in his office. He puts it in his living room, so he can see it every day. So that at his worst, when things start getting nasty, he can look at that thing and see what Steve does. That to Captain America, his good buddy Steve, Sam's not a worn-out soldier, not a footnote, not a two-bit shrink. That to someone, sometimes, in his better moments, Sam can be help that was sent straight from God.”
― spitandvinegar, Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down)