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“Generally the men always tried to appear strong; they walked tall, heads upright, arms steady at the sides, and feet firmly planted like trees. Solid, Jericho walls of men. But when they went out in the bush to relieve themselves and nobody was looking, the fell apart like crumbling towers and wept with the wretched grief of forgotten concubines. And when they returned to the presence of their women and children and everybody else, they stuck hands deep inside torn pockets until they felt their dry thighs, kicked little stones out of the way, and erected themselves like walls again, but then the women, who knew all the ways of weeping and all there was to know about falling apart, would not be deceived; they gently rose from the hearths, beat dust off their skirts, and planted themselves like rocks in front of their men and children and shacks, and only then did all appear almost tolerable.”

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“She sings it wrong because she doesn't know all the English words because she doesn't speak the right English because she didn't go to school, but I don't correct her since you can't tell an adult nothing. The truth of it is that the song says My sins were higher than a mountain when the Lord sanctified me not sacrificed me, like Mother of Bones sings. I don't go to school anymore because all the teachers left to teach over in South Africa and Botswana and Namibia and them, where there's better money, but I haven't forgotten the things I learned.”

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“With all this snow, with the sun not there, with the cold and dreariness, this place doesn't look like my America, doesn't even look real. It's like we are in a terrible story, like we're in the crazy parts of the Bible, there where God is busy punishing people for their sins and is making them miserable with all the weather. The sky, for example, has stayed white all this time I have been here, which tells you that something is not right. Even the stones know that a sky is supposed to be blue, like our sky back home, which is blue, so blue you can spray Clorox on it and wipe it with a paper towel and it wouldn't even come off.”

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“Because we were not in our country, we could not use our own languages, and so when we spoke our voices came out bruised. When we talked, our tongues thrashed madly in our mouths, staggered like drunken men. Because we were not using our languages we said things we did not mean; what we really wanted to say remained folded inside. trapped. In America we did not always have the words. It was only when were were by ourselves that we spoke in our real voices. When we were alone we summoned the horses of our languages and mounted their backs and galloped past skyscrapers. Always, we were reluctant to come back.”

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“Now when the men talk, their voices burn in the air, making smoke all over the place. We hear about change, about new country, about democracy, about elections and what-what. They talk and talk, the men, lick their lips and look at the dead watches on their wrists and shake their hands and slap each other and laugh like they have swallowed thunder.”

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“Podle těch, kdo se vyznají, představovala pašíkova církev nejsilnější evangelickou frakci v Jidadě a čítala nejvíce členů, a to nejen v rámci země, ale i celého regionu - no ano, tholukuthi podle těch, kdo se vyznají, nevedlo ovečky k následování církve jen slovo boží, nýbrž i zoufalství, zklamání, idiocie, frustrace a hledání stébla, jehož by se mohly chytit, něčeho, čehokoliv, co by jim pomohlo přežít život, který byl ve skomírající jidadské ekonomice čím dál méně k žití.”

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“When things fall apart, the children of the land scurry and scatter like birds escaping a burning sky....They will never be the same again because you cannot be the same once you leave behind who and what you are, you just cannot be the same....Look at them leaving in droves, despite knowing they will be welcomed with restraint in those strange lands because they do not belong”

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