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 we have the range of emotion to fully feel what someone else is feeling. I don't… — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share
“Toasted tobacco, no additives,' I said. 'Yum. Tastes like childhood.” — 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 we have the range of emotion to fully feel what someone else is feeling. I don't think any of us can sit in judgment of another human being. We're incomplete creatures, barely scraping by. Is it… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“How much strength must one people have? And for how long must they have it?” — Alexandra Fuller Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
“The schools wear the blank faces of war buildings, their windows blown blind by rocks or guns or mortars. Their plaster is an acne of bullet marks. The huts and small houses crouch open and vulnerable; their doors are flimsy pieces of plyboard or sacks hanging and lank. Children and chickens and dogs scratch in the red, raw soil and… — 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 Image
