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The fall rains, however, had commenced. Rasputitza, the period of mud, set in.

"Sorry, you must be a librarian to add a new book record to the site." This site wouldn't know a librarian if they burned it to the ground.

I've already lost one child to this war they call America. I refuse to lose another.

His kind predated the notion of alcoholism.

"See, baby, white boys have a primative fixation on black men," he had told Cole, who was busy reading a comic book under the table. "They envy black men and despise them and lust after them all at once. They want to be them, but first they have to destroy them." He had referred to black men as "them." He never brought himself into any of his theories. It was always about somebody else.

Joss could have him killed and his body thrown into a dyke, Gareth told himself. It was a heartening thought, and one he'd allowed himself to dwell on several times in the past couple of days.

Previous owner had a temper tantrum on this page, which fortunately despite appearing quite dramatic hasn't compromised the legitability all that much.

Hate to say it, but economics talk does a lot more for me than this endless therapy-speak.

Cat just started chewing on a torn part of the front cover in protest of my not feeding him an hour before I usually do (wasn't even reading it this time!).

It is not without significance for an understanding of [white people], even the most respectable [white people], under [white people], that such a distinguished, internationally known firm as I. G. Farben, whose directors were honored as being among the leading businessmen of [the West], God-fearing men all, should deliberately choose this death camp as a suitable place for profitable operations.

She imagines two women who have lived together for forty years. Their eyes haze over and they stare somewhat blankly when the other speaks, not because they are bored, but because they love each other too much. And one must begin to say good-bye, sometime.

They got back into the car then, and my father's face was twisted into some expression I had never seen on a grown man before, like that of a child who has just been abandoned to his first day of school.

But H[egseth] by this time was longing for war, for battle, and he was fed up with what he thought to be the unpardonable timidity of his generals.

"We're excavating the country, chief."
"Good luck!" Juvêncio laughs. "You'll have to dig for the rest of your lives."

I try to leave Lola for a man who loves me, who will support me, whose children I will have. A farmhouse in Vermont. My own studio. A simple life. "Maybe there could be a sheep or a goat!" I cry, overexcited. But I can't go. I'm afraid. There are fascists there.

My cat resents this book—it weighs on him and otherwise interferes with his lap time.

Sometimes I forget how much the average user of this site hates groundbreaking works by women of color that aren't propped up by literary awards/celebrity book clubs, least until I visit the site of one of my past reads and go, yeah, y'all are a bunch of ungrateful fucks.

"Make them stop, Mum. Make them stop hitting him."
She tilted my head back to look at me, and something in her expression —a slight smile, but dead-serious eyes—made me believe her when she said: "That's what I'm trying to do, baby."

I wanted to be the ditch, the maddening bumpiness, the rut interrupting the wheel's perfect propulsion. I wanted to become her nagging obsession.

Mother of god I had forgotten how good Maso was.

It is strange that the Nazis falsified even the secret documents deposited in their official government archives.

Trans rep trans rep (and masc to boot).

Nor that mad thing of spending years writing the same story over and over, just varying the narrator, I don't get that either.

"Some of my neighbors have stopped leaving their homes to avoid getting notice. I heard they're taking old ladies and kids too. Even if they have no idea what they've done."

-Cheongju, Chōsen, Empire of Japan, 1931 (Or perhaps Minneapolis, Minnesota, USA, 2026)

"But you and I have learned to use the mother tongue only at home or safe among friends, and many men learn not to speak it at all. They're taught that there's no safe place for them."

-BRYN MAWR COMMENCEMENT ADDRESS (1986)

"If you have sacrificed my nation to preserve the peace of the world," [Jan Masaryk, the Czech minister, the son of the founding father of the Czechoslovak Republic] finally said, "I will be the first to applaud you. But if not, gentleman, God help your souls!"

"... drove through streets decorated not only with the swastika but with the Union Jack..."

"There is no such thing as a moral filter that lets good books through and keeps bad books out."

-'WHOSE LATHE?' (1984)

"Success is somebody else's failure. Success is the American Dream we can keep dreaming because most people in most places, including thirty million of ourselves, live wide awake in the terrible reality of poverty. No, I do not wish you success. I don't even want to talk about it. I want to talk about failure."

-'A LEFT-HANDED COMMENCEMENT ADDRESS' (1983)

This lucrative trade in human freedom was handled by a special organization set up under the S.S. by Heydrich, the "Office for Jewish Emigration," which became the sole Nazi agency authorized to issue permits to Jews to leave the country.