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81 " The problem is that I'm Josef Weber's friend. but Reiner Hartmann is my enemy. So what do I do, now that they are the same man? "
― Jodi Picoult , The Storyteller
82 " But not all Jews were victims- look at Chairman Rumkowski, who sat safe with his new wife in his cushy home making lists, with the blood of my family on his hands. And not all Germans were murderers. Look at Herr Fassbinder, who had saved so many children on the night that children were taken away. "
83 " No matter how educated you are, no matter how irrational it seems, you will follow a glimmer of hope. "
84 " So you see, this is why I never told my story. If you lived through it, you already know there are no words that will ever come close to describing it. And if you didn't, you will never understand. "
85 " What he did was wrong. He doesn't deserve your love. But he does deserve your forgiveness, because otherwise he will grow like a weed in your heart until it's choked and overrun. The only person who suffers, when you squirrel away all that hate, is you....forgiving isn't something you do for someone else. It's something you do for yourself. It's saying, You're not important enough to have a stranglehold on me. It's saying, You don't get to trap me in the past. I am worthy of a future. "
86 " If you hid long enough, a ghost among men, you might disappear forever without anyone noticing. It's human nature to ensure that someone has seen the mark you left behind. "
87 " You can believe, for example, that a dead-end job is a career. You can blame your ugliness for keeping people at bay, when in reality you're crippled by the thought of letting another person close enough to potentially scar you even more deeply. You can tell yourself that it's safer to love someone who will never really love you back, because you can't lose someone you never had. "
88 " No matter how educated you are, no matter how irrational it seems, you will follow a glimmer of hope. The National Socialist German Workers Party, it was that ray of light. Nothing else was working to fix Germany "
89 " There was a look in their eyes, sometimes . . . They weren’t dreading the trigger being pulled, even if the gun was already pointed at them. It was as if they ran toward it. I could not fathom this, at first. How could you not want to draw breath one more day? How could your own life be such a cheap commodity? But then I started to understand: when your existence is hell, death must be heaven. "
90 " Well, a love story, that's no story at all. People don't want a happy ending. They want conflict. They want the heroine to fall for man she can never have. "
91 " What must you break apart in order to bring a family close together? Bread, of course. "
92 " It’s a little convenient, isn’t it, to say that the reason you did something horrible was because someone else told you to. That doesn’t make it any less wrong. No matter how many people are telling you to jump off a bridge, you always have the option to turn around and walk away. "
93 " I also mistakenly believed that the scariest stories came from imagination, not real life. "
94 " I love feeling loved. I don’t love knowing that I will always come in second place. I love the fact that at least sometimes when I am in my home, I’m not alone.I don’t love the fact that it’s not always. I love not having to answer to him. I don’t love that he doesn’t answer to me.I love the way I feel when I am with him. I don’t love the way I feel when I’m not "
95 " The reason it's important to believe in something, he said, is because you can. "
96 " the way to pull a divided group together is to give them a common enemy. "
97 " In our world," Darija said, throwing aside the chapter she was marking up, "there will be no semicolons. "
98 " Tutoring a four year old to get into an exclusive preschool made as much sense as hiring a swim coach for a guppy. "
99 " good people are good people, religion has nothing to do with it "
100 " You see, Minka, my father would say. Anything is possible. Even the most terrible beast might one day be a distant memory. He would hold my hand in his, tracing my finger along the brightest stars in the constellation. Look, he would say. There is the head, and the tail. There’s the heart. "