bolhom
ponedjeljak, 24.05.2010.
Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It's already tomorrow in Australia.
I heard them shouting through the muffling canvas of the bag, and then I was being impersonally hauled to my feet by my wrists, my arms wrenched up behind my back, my shoulders screaming.
Nothing is particularly hard if you divide it into small jobs.
It is not enough to aim; you must hit.
Why the hell would terrorists kidnap a bunch of high school students?
Where we have strong emotions, we're liable to fool ourselves.
Funny business, a woman's career: the things you drop on the way up the ladder so you can move faster. You forget you'll need them again when you get back to being a woman. It's one career all females have in common, whether we like it or not: being a woman.
I wanted to flag you down because my friend was bleeding. Someone stabbed him."
