"You learn not to mourn every little thing out here, or you’d never, ever stop grieving."
"I don't think we have all the words in a single vocabulary to explain what we are or why we are. I don't think we have the range of emotion to fully feel what someone else is feeling. I don't think any of us can sit in judgment of another human being. We're incomplete creatures, barely scraping by. Is it possible--from the perspective of this quickly spinning Earth and our speedy journey from crib to coffin--to know the difference between right, wrong, good, and evil? I don't know if it's even useful to try."
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Source: Alexandra Fuller (2002). “Don't Let's Go to the Dogs Tonight: An African Childhood”, p.287, Random House
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