Джеймс

война продолжается, пока победитель не объявит, что она завершилась

вера никак не связана с правдой

Лжи свойственна аккуратность.

“White folk believe all sorts a stuff I don’t know about. Dey is the stupidstitiousest people in da world.”

• Я встретил ее уже мертвой, - сказал я. - И сейчас она умерла опять, только теперь свободной. 
  
  

So, if enough people do it, it's not a crime.

If one knows hell as home, then is returning to hell a homecoming?

I pulled my sack of books closer, reached in and touched one. I let my hand linger there, a flirtation of sorts. The small thick book I'd wrapped my fingers around was the novel. I had never read a novel, though I understood the concept of fiction. It wasn't so unlike religion, or history, for that matter. I pulled the book from the bag. I checked to see if Huck was still sleeping soundly and then I opened it. The smell of the pages was glorious.

It (reading) was a completely private affair and completely free and, therefore, completely subversive.

"When does the war end?" I asked.
"Does it end? That's the question. Who gets to say that's over? A war continues until the victor says it's over."