"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
“We are engaging in the highest form of hypocrisy if we puff our chests and look down our noses at slave traders and German soldiers and sit quietly and impotent while children are slaughtered in the wombs of their mommies."
