From a mind-blowing new talent, an audacious novel that imagines the world after God takes human form and dies When God descends to Earth as a Dinka woman from Sudan and subsequently dies in the Darfur desert, the result is a world both bizarrely new yet eerily familiar. In Ron... read more
“Children are like any other group of people - A couple of winners, a whole lot of losers.”CAPA motto
The ground shook. God closed his eyes and wished for someone he could pray to.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
Because like I said to her before, the sum total of adulthood is squelching the desire to run, screaming bloody goddamn murder, from the unpleasant things you’re obliged to do.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
You’re as naked and alone in this world as you were before finding me. And so now the question becomes: Can you abide by this knowledge? Or will it destroy you, empty you out, make you a husk among husks?Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
And then a strange thing happened: nothing. Gradually we came to realize that the sun still rose in the morning and set at night, the tide still came in and went out on schedule, and we and everyone we knew (for the most part) were still alive and breathing. Talking heads and self-declared experts offered any number of theories, but the gist of it, intuited by most people, was this: God had created the universe and set it spinning, but it would continue chugging along despite the fact that he was no longer around to keep things tidy.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
Losing people should be sudden, Arnie, his father’s most recent letter had read. It’s never easy no matter what the circumstances, but having it drag on and on is just unreasonable. There should be a moment, and when that moment’s gone, the person should be, too. Then those left behind should be allowed to go through whatever they need to go through. Grief is hard enough without being harassed by living ghosts. But I’m losing your mother in bits and pieces, one memory at a time.Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
God said nothing. Instead he did what he always did, all he was allowed to do: sympathize, sympathize.Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
Why, Mama? she’d howled over and over, and her mother, gazing dry-eyed out at the man in his boat, shook her head a little and said, I don’t know, hon. Some men are just that way.Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
“I think that’s the hardest thing about God being dead,” Selia says. “You know? Because before, when bad things happened, you could always shake your fist at the sky and say something nasty under your breath and you kind of knew that God would understand, he put you in a shit situation, so you had a right to be pissed. Now, things go sour and there’s no one to take the blame.”Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
I was, in the parlance of my generation, over it. Utterly fucking so. I wanted to be shut of this stupid caricature of a life, in which my mother was dead, my hopes razed, and my best friend a melancholy lunatic who had no idea why he’d become such a monster.Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
“I ask myself, finally,” Powell continued, “how does a man become the first black assistant to the president for national security affairs? How does a man become the first black chairman of the Joint Chiefs? How does a man become the first black secretary of state? And then I answer myself: by behaving, in every possible manner, like a white man.”Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
1. God is Dead
2. The Bridge
3. Indian Summer
4. False Idols
5. Grace
6. Interview with the Last Remaining Member of the Feral Dog Pack Which Fed on God's Corpse
7. The Helmet of Salvation and the Sword of the Spirit
8. My Brother the Murderer
9. Retreat
10. Acknowledgments
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