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You learn not to mourn every little thing out here, or you’d never, ever stop grieving.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Grief
#Grieving
#Littles
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But I plucked a new, different, worldly soul for myself -- maybe a soul I found in the spray thrown up by the surge of that distant African river as it plummets onto black rocks and sends up into the sun a permanent arc of a rainbow.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Rocks
#Rivers
#Rainbow
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What is important is the story. Because when we are all dust and teeth and kicked-up bits of skin - when we're dancing with our own skeletons - our words might be all that's left of us.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Writing
#Dust
#Skeletons
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The rains are rhythmic, coming religiously in the afternoons (after lunch has been eaten but before tea, so that the nights are washed clean-black with bright pinpoints of silver starlight hanging over a restless, grateful earth).
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Alexandra Fuller
#Rain
#Grateful
#Night
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I had the constitution of a missionary.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Health
#Missionary
#Constitution
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There aren't enough doctors in Africa. Those who choose to become doctors here don't do it for the money or because they want to do good. They do it because they have to heal, the way most people need to breathe or eat or love.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Doctors
#People
#Needs
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People who disagree with His Excellency, the President for Life and 'Chief of Chiefs,' are frequently found to be the victims of car crashes (their bodies mysteriously riddled with bullets); or dead in their beds of heart attacks (their bodies mysteriously riddled with bullets); or the recipients of some not-quite-fresh seafood (their bodies mysteriously riddled with bullets).
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Alexandra Fuller
#Heart
#People
#Car
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You can't rewind war. It spools on, and on, and on, looping and jumping, distorted and cracked with age, and the stories contract until only the nuggets of hatred remain and no one can even remember, or imagine, why the war was organized in the first place.
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Alexandra Fuller
#War
#Jumping
#Hatred
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How you see a country depends on whether you are driving through it, or live in it. How you see a country depends on whether or not you can leave it, if you have to.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Country
#Driving
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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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Alexandra Fuller
#Journey
#Thinking
#Vocabulary
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Surely until all of us own and honor one another's dead, until we have admitted to our murders and forgiven one another and ourselves for what we have done, there can be no truce, no dignity and no peace.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Honor
#Done
#Dignity
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Until I read Anne Frank's diary, I had found books a literal escape from what could be the harsh reality around me. After I read the diary, I had a fresh way of viewing the both literature and the world. From then on, I found I was impatient with books that were not honest or that were trivial and frivolous.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Book
#Reality
#Diaries
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There's a point at which writing a book, or a long article, begins to feel like mental labor, and it's too painful to connect in the world in any real way mid-process. The only way to survive is to write until it is all said and done.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Real
#Book
#Writing
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One of the things about being raised British in Africa is that you get this double whammy of toughness. The continent in place itself made you quite tough. And then you've got this British mother whose entire being rejects 'coddling' in case it makes you too soft. So there's absolutely nothing standing between you and a fairly rough experience.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Mother
#Tough
#Self Made
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I am becoming increasingly difficult to please as a reader, but I adore being surprised by a really wonderful book, written by someone I've never heard of before.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Book
#Becoming
#Wonderful
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In ways I don't entirely have the words for, an experience, thought or a lesson isn't real for me until I've written down.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Real
#Lessons
#Way
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In general, I almost always watch foreign films.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Watches
#Film
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I love my mother so much, because I see the whole of her.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Mother
#I Love My Mother
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I listen mostly to classical music.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Classical Music
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This is not a full circle. It's life carrying on. It's the next breath we all take. It's the choice we make to get on with it.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Circles
#Choices
#Full Circle
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Once, I discovered the skulls of two impala rams, their horns locked into an irreversible figure-of-eight; the two animals had been trapped in combat, latched to each other during the battle of the rut. The harder they had pulled to escape from each other, the more intractably stuck they were, until they had fallen exhausted, to their knees, in an embrace of hatred that had killed them both.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Animal
#Eight
#Two
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FBI Girl is a gorgeous, sumptuous book. Conlon-McIvor takes a subject (herself and her family) that might have sunk in other hands, beats egg white under her words and the whole thing rises like a dream. It's a love story for her people and for a time and place. Read it.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Girl
#Dream
#Book
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It's a long day's drive any way you look at it. With a man who has taken your sins - real and imagined - and stitched them onto the sackcloth of his own soul, it is endless.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Real
#Taken
#Men
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The land itself, of course, was careless of its name. It still is. You can call it what you like, fight all the wars you want in its name. Change its name altogether if you like. The land is still unblinking under the African sky. It will absorb white man's blood and the blood of African men, it will absorb blood from slaughtered cattle and the blood from a woman's birthing with equal thirst. It doesn't care.
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Alexandra Fuller
#War
#Fighting
#Men
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I always knew mum loved me - tough, look-after-yourself love, as if she knew she wouldn't always be there.
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Alexandra Fuller
#Self Love
#Looks
#Tough
