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“Hunter he had these big tins of crushed pineapple that he'd gotten from the army,' Garcia said, 'and i had this glove compartment full of plastic spoons, and we had this little cooperative scene, eating this crushed pineapple day after day and sleeping in the cars and walking around.”

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Garcia : An American Life

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“Es war meine Schuld, sagte sie weinend, und das stimmte zweifellos, es stimmte jedoch auch, falls ihr dies ein Trost ist, dass wir uns schon beim ersten Gedanken kaum vom Fleck rühren würden, könnten wir immer alle Folgen unseres Handelns vorraussehen, würden wir ernsthaft darüber nachdenken, zunächst über die unmittelbaren Folgen, dann die möglichen, die wahrscheinlichen, die vorstellbaren. Gute und schlechte Ergebnisse unserer Worte und Werke verteilen sich, vermutlich auf eine recht gleichförmige, ausgeglichene Weise, über alle Tage der Zukunft, eingeschlossen auch jene endlosen, an denen wir schon nicht mehr hier sein werden, um dies zu überprüfen, uns zu beglückwünschen oder zu entschuldigen, übrigens gibt es sogar Menschen, die sagen, eben das sei die Unsterblichkeit, von der soviel geredet wird.”

“Bei Vergebung geht es darum, sich um sich selbst zu kümmern – und nicht etwa um denjenigen, dem man vergeben muss. Es geht darum, das Bedürfnis nach Wohlbefinden vor den Wunsch, recht zu haben, zu stellen. Es geht darum, Verantwortung für das eigene Leben zu übernehmen, statt vorzugeben, es liege in der Hand anderer. Es geht darum, die eigene Macht zu nutzen, indem man Wut, Ablehnung und Schmerz den Laufpass gibt.”