In ways I don't entirely have the words for, an experience, thought or a lesson isn't real for me until I've written down. — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share Image
I don't think we have all the words in a single vocabulary to explain what we are or why we are. I don't think… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
In the West, it was believed that attitude and ambition saved you. In Africa, we had learned that no one was immune to capricious… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
What is important is the story. Because when we are all dust and teeth and kicked-up bits of skin - when we're dancing with… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
One of the things about being raised British in Africa is that you get this double whammy of toughness. The continent in place itself… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
“How much strength must one people have? And for how long must they have it?” — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
I think that being raised the way I was, where everything was so uncompromising, where, you know, we're prepared to fight to the death… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
This is not a full circle. It's life carrying on. It's the next breath we all take. It's the choice we make to get… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
“The schools wear the blank faces of war buildings, their windows blown blind by rocks or guns or mortars. Their plaster is an acne… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
Until I read Anne Frank's diary, I had found books a literal escape from what could be the harsh reality around me. After I… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
I adore my family. I don't love their politics. I think they're wonderful parents. They were dreadful at parenting. — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
It seems very clear to me that we, in the West, cannot afford to continue assuming propriety over the world's resources in a careless,… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
Oh, I don't keep a journal. How you remember an incident is dictated by your emotional state at the time. How you receive the… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
