Brown hair, pebbly eyes dark beneath his straw hat, drove a team of workhorses from the west. His cheeks were sunburned
Because for him to do nothing was to undermine his own dignity.
Why do you watch TV shows — and keep watching them — if you don't like them? Terence asked.Simple: Some days, all you have is gazing upon horror, and the small comfort of being surprised that it is no...
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, because in the end, whatever goes down, whatever you get up to, your triumphs and transgressions, nobody actually understands what it means except for you.
Three cheers for your rich interior life, may it serve you well come rent day.
This isn't going to un-fuck itself.
There was an order of misery, misery tucked inside miseries, and you were meant to keep track. The
The whites came to this land for a fresh start and to escape the tyranny of their masters, just as the freemen had fled theirs. But the ideals they held up for themselves, they denied others.
The Great War had always been between the white and the black. It always would be. Cora
Slavery as a moral issue never interested Ethel. If God had not meant for Africans to be enslaved, they wouldn’t be in chains.
She wasn’t surprised when his character revealed itself—if you waited long enough, it always did. Like the dawn.
She is alone with an unattended desk light whose electricity is an expenditure waiting to be itemized and eliminated in the next budget of Lift magazine, Covering the Elevator Industry for Thirty Year...
Sanctimony and self-regard are as American as smallpox blankets and supersize meals.
Problem was, even if you avoided trouble, trouble might reach out and snatch you anyway. Another student might sniff out a weakness and start something, one of the staff dislikes your smile and knocks...
Liberty make a body fertile, Georgina said. That, and the knowledge they will not be sold, Cora added.
It was her grandmother talking that Sunday evening when Caesar approached Cora about the underground railroad, and she said no. Three weeks later she said yes. This time it was her mother talking.
Fear drove these people, even more than cotton money.
By making a circle of themselves that separated the human spirits within from the degradation without.
But if he didn’t read, he was a slave.
A plantation was a plantation; one might think one’s misfortunes distinct, but the true horror lay in their universality.