Austin Sill’s Reviews > The Antidote > Status Update

“I would like to learn a new use for my emptiness-my spaciousness. Look at the rosewood mandolin in the corner of this bedroom. People string catgut over a hole, and send music pouring into the atmosphere. Maybe I can restring myself, and learn how to make music from my hollow place.”

“‘I came here to pray to God,’ Ania screamed at me. ‘You pray to Money. You beg Money to grant you Land. You pray to Land to grant you Money. You are a convert to the gods of this country.’”

“The more we learned, the less I wished to understand who we were in this story…

It is very possible to live in a house built from stolen timber without thinking of oneself as a thief. For years, I did this.

I am a Catholic who moved to Nebraska to live out Christ’s teachings. Love your Neighbor as yourself. Give him the shirt off your back. We took everything from the Indians. Even their children.”

“Reality was a story Vick was telling himself. The future was his possession. He’d make the past whatever it needed to be to obtain it”

Echoes of Orwell, “he who control the present controls the past, he who controls the past controls the future.”