Yves Quotes in The Farming of Bones
The priests at the cathedral listen and mark down testimonials of the slaughter […] They’re collecting tales for newspapers and radio men. The Generalissimo has found ways to buy and sell the ones here. Even this region has been corrupted with his money.”
[…] “Will you go yourself to see these priests?” I asked.
“I know what will happen,” he said. “You tell the story, and then it’s retold as they wish, written in words you do not understand, in a language that is theirs, and not yours.”
Perhaps working the earth […] could make him believe that he had forgotten […] I imagined [other refugees] going forward in their lives, I wanted to bring them out of my visions into my life, to tell them how glad I was that they had been able to walk into the future, but most important to ask them how it was that they could be so strong […]
“How did you keep on with the planting, even when nothing was growing?” I asked Yves.
[…] “Empty houses and empty fields make me sad,” he said. “They are both too calm, like the dead season.”
Yves Quotes in The Farming of Bones
The priests at the cathedral listen and mark down testimonials of the slaughter […] They’re collecting tales for newspapers and radio men. The Generalissimo has found ways to buy and sell the ones here. Even this region has been corrupted with his money.”
[…] “Will you go yourself to see these priests?” I asked.
“I know what will happen,” he said. “You tell the story, and then it’s retold as they wish, written in words you do not understand, in a language that is theirs, and not yours.”
Perhaps working the earth […] could make him believe that he had forgotten […] I imagined [other refugees] going forward in their lives, I wanted to bring them out of my visions into my life, to tell them how glad I was that they had been able to walk into the future, but most important to ask them how it was that they could be so strong […]
“How did you keep on with the planting, even when nothing was growing?” I asked Yves.
[…] “Empty houses and empty fields make me sad,” he said. “They are both too calm, like the dead season.”
