“ My grandmother's last act on earth was a call for forgiveness, love, and tolerance. ”
He loved her, of course, but better than that, he chose her, day after day. Choice: that was the thing.
~ Sherman Alexie
What kind of life can you have in a house without books?
I used to think the world was broken down by tribes,' I said. 'By Black and White. By Indian and White. But I know this isn't true. The world is only broken into two tribes: the people who are assholes and the people who are not.
It's not oil that runs the world, it's shame.
