“Banks burn, boys die bullet-eyed, mothers scream realization the vast tonnage of napalm”

“As my mother once said: The boys throw stones at the frogs in jest.But the frogs die in earnest.”

“There is more to a boy than what his mother sees. There is more to a boy then what his father dreams. Inside every boy lies a heart that beats. And sometimes it screams, refusing to take defeat. And sometimes his father's dreams aren't big enough, and sometimes his mother's vision isn't long enough. And sometimes the boy has to dream his own dreams and break through the clouds with his own sunbeams.”

“I have hair in places monkeys dont.While giving birth my mother almost dies from rug burn.”

“The Order of Merciful Aid provided merciful aid, usually on the edge of a blade or the burn of a bullet.”

“Finally, the lock clicked and she tugged the secret door open. A rotten stench hit her like a fist. She drew away. The boy at her side recoiled, afraid. Sarah fell to her knees. Sarah could not speak, she could only quiver, her fingers covering her eyes, her nose, blocking out the smell.....She sank to her knees again and she screamed at the top of her lungs, she screamed, for her mother, for her father, screamed for Michel.”