Рут Джефферсон, медсестра с двадцатилетним опытом и сложной судьбой, оказывается в ужасной ситуации: женщину обвиняют в тяжком преступлении — убийстве новорожденного мальчика. Его родители накануне запретили Рут прикасаться к ребенку, и клиника заменила медсестру. Но на следующее утро мальчик умер от сердечного приступа. Виновной называют именно Рут: выполнила ли она приказ руководства или вмешалась? Спустя некоторое время оказывается, что ее «вина» — цвет кожи. Сможет ли Рут доказать свою...
My dad’s friend Greg ran an alternative coffeehouse (What did that even mean? That they served tea?).
... it’s better to have more of something than less .
... sometimes when people spoke, it wasn’t because they had something important to say. It was because they had a powerful need for someone to listen.
Pride is an evil dragon; it sleeps underneath your heart and then roars when you need silence.
It felt perfect, you know? And perfect means that something’s bound to go wrong.
“Prejudice goes both ways, you know. There are people who suffer from it, and there are people who profit from it."
Maybe however much you’ve loved someone, that’s how much you can hate. It’s like a pocket turned inside out.
It stands to reason that the opposite should be true, too.
When you start to see the seedy underbelly of America, it makes you want to live in Canada.
There is no such thing as a fact. There is only how you saw the fact, in a given moment. How you reported the fact. How your brain processed that fact. There is no extrication of the storyteller from the story.
Some of us never learn. And some of us learn earlier than others.
In a lot of ways, having a teenager isn’t all that different from having a newborn. You learn to read the reactions, because they’re incapable of saying exactly what it is that’s causing pain.
... a plate’s not a meal unless there’s more than one color on it.
The truth has teeth.
What no one told me about grief is how lonely it is. No matter who else is mourning, you’re in your own little cell.
Bad things happen to good people every day.
... old habits die hard.
If the first freedom you lose in prison is privacy, the second is dignity.
... maybe there are differences between us-socioeconomic, political, racial-but that doesn’t mean we can’t connect, human to human, friend to friend.
The best lies are the ones that are wrapped around a core of truth.
Be careful what you wish for.