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Quotes from Damon Galgut

Something is wrong with him. You mark my words. He's a wild donkey of
~ Damon Galgut
Highveld sky. The farm, which is what they call it
~ Damon Galgut
My father's tongue, forever foreign to me.
~ Damon Galgut
Her own voice sounds echoey, as if somebody else is speaking.
~ Damon Galgut
Thunder in the distance, like a crowd shouting in a foreign language.
~ Damon Galgut
And what about you? he asks Anton. What's happened since we last met? Oh, it's been good. What did you study? Never got there, actually. Had a few years of wandering around, then I settled down. Married my childhood sweetheart and been running the family famr ever since. Listens to himself with amazement. All of it true, all false.
~ Damon Galgut
Pero no hay rendición de cuentas. Para cada uno de nosotros la muerte es el último día.
~ Damon Galgut
Goldie was a believer in the imperial project, which is to say, in the civilising power of social progress.
~ Damon Galgut
The Indians were inside their bodies, he decided, in a way that the British were not. His own flesh impeded his spirit.
~ Damon Galgut
he is incapable of examining his own pain like a spore on a slide and finding it interesting, interesting. If your own pain is interesting to yo, how much more detached will you be from somebody else's pain...
~ Damon Galgut
Children still, on the verge of not being children any more.
~ Damon Galgut
The zero point of death has begun to shrink behind them, nobody can live with intense emotions for very long, it's too exhausting, and everything that can be described can also be made harmless.
~ Damon Galgut
Give him a taboo and he feels the need to break it.
~ Damon Galgut
Fire and water and smoke and incense and chanting and bells and butter and blood: this was a language whose syllables were translated into physical terms; a language of the elements. It was a language that he hoped might speak to him one day.
~ Damon Galgut
He laughs with wise, percolated mirth
~ Damon Galgut
You have to make them look peaceful. That's what the family wants to see, that their loved one is at peace.
~ Damon Galgut
Amor is thirteen years old, history has not yet trod on her.
~ Damon Galgut
Muchos de los vivos también se ven borrosos y a la deriva, no es un defecto exclusivo de los difuntos.
~ Damon Galgut