Nice people made the best Nazis. My mom grew up next to them. They got along, refused to make waves, looked the other way when things got ugly and focused on happier things than ‘politics.' They were lovely people who turned their heads as their neighbors were dragged away. You know who weren’t nice people? Resisters.
Never forget that you are the protagonist of your own story. And the antagonist of someone else's. And possible love interest in some other peoples. You are also a supporting charakter to a lots of peoples storys. You might even be the kind of stranger who unitentionally turns someones life around for the better.
When Mexico sends its people, they're not sending their best. They're not sending you. They're not sending you. They're sending people that have lots of problems, and they're bringing those problems with us. They're bringing drugs. They're bringing crime. They're rapists. And some, I assume, are good people.
“I feel that God made my body perfect the way I was born. Then man robbed me, took away my power, and left me a cripple. My womanhood was stolen. If God had wanted those body parts missing, why did he create them? I just pray that one day no woman will have to experience this pain. It will become a thing of the past. People will say "Did you hear, female genital mutilation has been outlawed in Somalia?" Then the next country, and the next, and so on, until the world is safe for all women. What a happy day that will be, and that's what I'm working toward. In'shallah, if God is willing, it will happen.
But the world is full of zanies and fools who don't believe in sensible rules and won't believe what sensible people say and because these daft and dewey eyed dopes keep building up impossible hopes impossible things are happening every day
Death can only be profitable: there’s no need to eat, drink, pay taxes, offend people, and since a person lies in a grave for hundreds or thousands of years, if you count it up the profit turns out to be enormous.
I wonder if anyone knows what I mean when I say that some people make the world seem like a large place filled with different lands, and languages, and cultures; and others make it seem like a small place where a new Tom Hanks movie is being released on video this week.
Memories... Memories blur into dreams Light bleeds into truth Everything unforgiving Everything becoming hollow Loneliness consumes And there is no way back The places you played The places you called home The people you thought you loved All of them Reduced to a memory of another life Life you never lived All the yesterdays that can't form a tomorrow All the tomorrows That never came from yesterday A new beginning Because forever Is never forever.
We all change. When you think about it, we are all different people all through our lives. And that's okay, that's good, you gotta keep moving, so long as you remember all the people that you used to be.