Read through the most famous quotes by topic #zadie
A little white woman, . . . [a] tiny little white woman I could fit in my pocket.’ . . . ‘And I don’t know why I’m surprised. You don’t even notice it – you never notice. You think it’s normal. Everywhere we go, I’m alone in this… this sea of white. I barely know any black folk any more, Howie. My whole life is white. I don’t see any black folk unless they be cleaning under my feet in the fucking café in your fucking college. Or pushing a fucking hospital bed through a corridor . . . ‘I gave up my life for you. I don’t even know who I am any more.’ . . . ‘Could you have found anybody less like me if you’d scoured the earth? . . . My leg weighs more than that woman. What have you made me look like in front of everybody in this town? You married a big black bitch and you run off with a fucking leprechaun? ↗
في بنات الجيل الجديد, هل مازلن يردن أن يكن مرغوبات بهذه الشدة ؟ هل ما زلن يجوعن أنفسهن,ومازلن يقرأن المجلات النسائية التي تكره النساء بمنتهي الوضوح,ومازلن يقطعن أنفسهن بسكاكين صغيرة في اماكن بعيداص عن العيون المُتَرَقِبة,ومازلن يُزَيفن شعورهن بالوصول إلي الأورجازم مع رجال يكرهن,وما زلن يكذبن علي الجميع عن كل شئ ↗
American houses...' she said, peering over her right shoulder and down the street. 'They always seem to believe that nobody ever loses anything, has lost anything. I find that very sad. Do you know what I mean? ↗
Life’s not a video game, Felix- there aren’t a certain number of points that send you to the next level. There isn’t actually any next level. The bad news is that everybody dies at the end. Game Over. ↗
#life #nw #video-games #zadie-smith #life
an English girl might well believe that time is how you spend your love. ↗
#nick-laird #poem #poetry #the-last-saturday-in-ulster #time
