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Has anyone else noticed that Goodreads seems to truncate Kindle highlights lately?
The full text is still there in the book highlights, but not in the feed. Wondering if this is happening to others too.🤔

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If you are living in Zurich, Bern or Lucerne can you plz dm me? thanks!

What a thing it is to be young and be able to read such fine print without glasses.

Is the experience of cruelty the only thing we share as a species? Is the dignity that we cling to nothing but self delusion, masking from ourselves this single truth: that each one of us is capable of being reduced to an insect, a ravening beast, a lump of meat? To be degraded, damaged, slaughtered-is this the essential fate of humankind, one that history has confirmed as inevitable?

Is it true that human beings are fundamentally cruel?

Some memories never heal. Rather than fafing away with the passage of time, those memories become the only things that are left behind when all else is abraded. The world darkens, like electric bulbs going out one by one.

I thought about whether I really had it in me to carry a gun, to point it at a living person and pull the trigger.

Our experiences might have been similar, but they were far from identical.

After you died I couldnt hold a funeral, And so my life became a funeral.

We were bodies, dead bodies, and in that sense there was nothing to choose between us. All the same, there was sth infinately noble about how his body still bore the traces of hands that had touched it, a tangible record of having been cared for, been valued, that made me envious and sad. Mine, on the other hand, crushed out of shape beneath a tower of others, was shameful, detestable.

My body seemed to slide beneath my wavering grasp, as though trying to shuck me off, but I clung on with a strength born of desparation.

Why would you sing the national anthem for people who had been killed by soldiers? Why cover the coffin with the Taegukgi? As though it wasnt the nation itself that had murdered them.

Just before you step outside, you turn and look back over your shoulder. There are no souls here. There are only silenced corpses, and that horrific putrid stink.

Suddenly it occurs to you to wonder, when the body dies, what happens to the soul? How long does it linger by the side of its former home?

سلام!
میخوام یک کتاب رو به گودریدز اضافه کنم یادم نیست کیا میتونستن کتاب اضافه کنن، چطوری بود؟