"Sandy wasn't angry any longer. He wasn't contemptuous. He wasn't superior-acting in any way. It was as though he too had taken a blow to the head, but one that, instead of bringing on amnesia, had rejuvenated the quiet, conscientious boy whose satisfactions emanated not from his being a precocious big shot full of contrary opinions but from that strong, even current of an interior life that carried him steadily along from morning to night and that, in my eyes, had always made him genuinely superior to the other kids his age."
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"It's so heartbreaking, violence, when it's in a house -- like seeing the clothes in a tree after an explosion. You may be prepared to see death but not the clothes in the tree.
--Philip Roth, The Plot Against America
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