The ground was scorched, the streets teemed with refugees, and these Americans were playing at fleeing! As if they had s — Cynthia Ozick, Foreign Bodies
The ground was scorched, the streets teemed with refugees, and these Americans were playing at fleeing! As if they had s — Cynthia Ozick, Foreign Bodies
The ground was scorched, the streets teemed with refugees, and these Americans were playing at fleeing! As if they had s — Cynthia Ozick, Foreign Bodies
The ground was scorched, the streets teemed with refugees, and these Americans were playing at fleeing! As if they had s — Cynthia Ozick, Foreign Bodies
The ground was scorched, the streets teemed with refugees, and these Americans were playing at fleeing! As if they had s — Cynthia Ozick, Foreign Bodies
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The ground was scorched, the streets teemed with refugees, and these Americans were playing at fleeing! As if they had something to resent, to despise, to scorn, to run away from! As if they weren't the lords of the earth.

— Cynthia Ozick, Foreign Bodies
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