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“I understand your position, Dave.聽 It鈥檚 a big story, and you worked hard to get it.聽 But if you don鈥檛 drop me at the Europa, I鈥檒l blow your head off.聽 Imagine how big that story would be.
There鈥檚 no need for these histrionics.聽 We鈥檒l go to the Holiday Inn.聽 You can rest, shower, debrief.聽 You鈥檒l be among friends.
Last chance, Dave.聽 You can be the hero or the headline.聽 Your call.
Let鈥檚 talk it out.
No.聽 You talk too much.
He started a new line of argument, but before the words passed his lips his brains passed them on the way out. A dirty reddish slime painted the windshield; it covered the dashboard and console. It poured and dripped from the ceiling to the seat.聽 The driver was covered on one side of his head and body.聽 The mess made the crowded taxi undrivable.
-Also, someone crapped their pants.”
― John Payton Foden, Magenta

“And now insane men adrift in a world without order formed a line at the door.聽 They rendered unto her every evil act brought into this world by God.聽 They fell upon her with brutality that none of them at any other time would have thought possible.聽 There was once no scenario that would lead them to behave this way.聽 At any other time in their life there were no words or arguments that could convince them to treat a woman with such wanton disregard.聽 No one now asked, 鈥淲hat brought me to this?鈥� Not one of them asked, 鈥淲ho are these men?聽 How did we end up here, doing these things? Who am I now?”
― John Payton Foden, Magenta

“Nothing remains.聽 The destruction is complete: love, lives, families, friends, cities, homes 鈥� all gone now.聽 All our efforts to be good, to do the right thing, to act well, to be just and generous are now for naught.聽 Because juxtaposed against any hope for fairness is wickedness, pure and simple.聽 In some abstract formulation these things may exist in equal measure, which is to say that the scales balance when taking all things into consideration. But that is fantasy, the stuff of religion, hope beyond all reason. Because for those caught in the whirlwind, in the chaos of manifest evil, despair is all there is. Civilization falls away: everything is pointless now.聽 Survival requires reciprocity. What then if there is none?”
― John Payton Foden, Magenta

“I realize that what happened in Bosnia could happen anywhere in the world, particularly in places that are diverse and have a history of conflict. It only takes bad leadership for a country to go up in flames, for people of different ethnicity, color, or religion to kill each other as if they had nothing in common whatsoever. Having a democratic constitution, laws that secure human rights, police that maintain order, a judicial system, and freedom of speech don't ultimately guarantee long lasting peace. If greedy or bloodthirsty leaders come to power, it can all go down. It happened to us. It can happen to you.”
― Savo Heleta, Not My Turn to Die: Memoirs of a Broken Childhood in Bosnia

“During the Bosnian war in the late 1990s, I spent several days traveling around the country with Susan Sontag and her son, my dear friend David Rieff. On one occasion, we made a special detour to the town of Zenica, where there was reported to be a serious infiltration of outside Muslim extremists: a charge that was often used to slander the Bosnian government of the time. We found very little evidence of that, but the community itself was much riven as between Muslim, Croat, and Serb. No faction was strong enough to predominate, each was strong enough to veto the other's candidate for the chairmanship of the city council. Eventually, and in a way that was characteristically Bosnian, all three parties called on one of the town's few Jews and asked him to assume the job. We called on him, and found that he was also the resident intellectual, with a natural gift for synthesizing matters. After we left him, Susan began to chortle in the car. 'What do you think?' she asked. 'Do you think that the only dentist and the only shrink in Zenica are Jewish also?' It would be dense to have pretended not to see her joke.”
― Christopher Hitchens, Hitch 22: A Memoir

“Grief produces an abundant energy that must find a way to burn itself up. And that is the fundamental problem, one that can take a lifetime to exhaust.”
― Bill Carter, Fools Rush In: A True Story of War and Redemption

“The debacle in Iraq has reinforced the realist dictum, disparaged by idealists in the 1990s, that the legacies of geography, history and culture really do set limits on what can be accomplished in any given place. But the experience in the Balkans reinforced an idealist dictum that is equally true: One should always work near the limits of what is possible rather than cynically give up on any place. In this decade idealists went too far; in the previous one, it was realists who did not go far enough.”
― Robert D. Kaplan

“The neo-cons, or some of them, decided that they would back Clinton when he belatedly decided for Bosnia and Kosovo against Milosevic, and this even though they loathed Clinton, because the battle against religious and ethnic dictatorship in the Balkans took precedence. This, by the way, was partly a battle to save Muslims from Catholic and Christian Orthodox killers. That impressed me. The neo-cons also took the view, quite early on, that coexistence with Saddam Hussein was impossible as well as undesirable. They were dead right about that. They had furthermore been thinking about the menace of jihadism when most people were half-asleep.

And then I have to say that I was rather struck by the way that the Weekly Standard and its associated voices took the decision to get rid of Trent Lott earlier this year, thus removing an embarrassment as well as a disgrace from the political scene. And their arguments were on points of principle, not 'perception.' I liked their ruthlessness here, and their seriousness, at a time when much of the liberal Left is not even seriously wrong, but frivolously wrong, and babbles without any sense of responsibility. (I mean, have you read their sub-Brechtian stuff on Halliburton....?) And revolution from above, in some states and cases, is鈥攁s I wrote in my book A Long Short War鈥攐ften preferable to the status quo, or to no revolution at all.”
― Christopher Hitchens, Christopher Hitchens and His Critics: Terror, Iraq, and the Left

“In Sarajevo in 1992, while being shown around the starved, bombarded city by the incomparable John Burns, I experienced four near misses in all, three of them in the course of one day. I certainly thought that the Bosnian cause was worth fighting for and worth defending, but I could not take myself seriously enough to imagine that my own demise would have forwarded the cause. (I also discovered that a famous jaunty Churchillism had its limits: the old war-lover wrote in one of his more youthful reminiscences that there is nothing so exhilarating as being shot at without result. In my case, the experience of a whirring, whizzing horror just missing my ear was indeed briefly exciting, but on reflection made me want above all to get to the airport. Catching the plane out with a whole skin is the best part by far.) Or suppose I had been hit by that mortar that burst with an awful shriek so near to me, and turned into a Catherine wheel of body-parts and (even worse) body-ingredients? Once again, I was moved above all not by the thought that my death would 'count,' but that it would not count in the least.”
― Christopher Hitchens, Hitch 22: A Memoir

“Bosna je oduvijek prostor iz kojeg se odlazi, bje啪i, protjeruje, a svi sretnici koji odu, pobjegnu ili budu protjerani, i ako do tada nisu znali 拧ta su, postanu Bosanci onog trenutka kad se smjeste negdje drugdje, u nekom svijetu sretnijem od Bosne.”
― D啪evad Karahasan

“In this city, the victors had delusions of grandeur. It was visual. Across the street from the hotel stood City Hall, sporting an oversized Serb flag that hung from the roof to the ground, a hundred feet tall, fifty feet wide, three horizontal stripes of blue, white and red, so large that only a strong breeze could make it flap. The flag, hanging over a building where, fifty years earlier, Kurt Waldheim worked as a lieutenant in the Wehrmacht, was meant as a projection of Serb nationalism, as though size were all that mattered, rather than content. I had never thought of flags as weapons, but in Bosnia, as in the rest of Europe, they were becoming the deadliest weapons of all.

p. 80”
― Peter Maass, Love Thy Neighbor: A Story of War

“I am a lawyer, and for me it is very sad to say that there is now law here. There are weapons rather than law. What did Mao say? Power comes out of the barrel of a gun. It's very true. The situation is decadent. A lot of Serbs think this is leading us nowhere but they feel powerless. How many disagree? I don't know. Perhaps thirty percent disagree, but most of them are frightened and quiet. Perhaps sixty percent agree or are confused enough to go along. They are led by the ten percent who have the guns and who have control of the television towers. That's all they need.'

p. 107”
― Peter Maass, Love Thy Neighbor: A Story of War

“If the international community is not ready to defend the principles which it itself has proclaimed as its foundations, let it say so openly, both to the people of Bosnia and to the people of the world. Let it proclaim a new code of behavior in which force will be the first and the last argument.”
― Alija Izetbegovi膰

“A refugee is someone who survived and who can create the future.”
― Amela Koluder

“Bana hic抬 ac谋may谋n鈥� Biz, s谋radan insanlar, yaln谋z bir sefer o虉lu虉ru虉z. Ama bu虉yu虉k adamlar iki sefer o虉lu虉rler. Birinci sefer bu du虉nyay谋 b谋rak谋p go虉c抬tu虉kleri, ikinci sefer de b谋rakt谋klar谋 eserler, y谋k谋l谋p kayboldug虇u zaman.”
― Ivo Andri膰, The Bridge on the Drina

“D眉nya, Saraybosna'y谋 -her ne kadar direni艧in sembol眉 olarak hat谋rlanmas谋n谋 tercih etsem de- ac谋n谋n sembol眉 olarak hat谋rlayacak.”
― Alija Izetbegovi膰, 碍辞苍耻艧尘补濒补谤

“....in Bosnia, mass rape was a policy of the war, systematically carried out, implicating neighbors, paramilitaries, soldiers.”
― Ausma Zehanat Khan, The Unquiet Dead

“For 1,300 days of Sarajevo's drama, important people in the world who were supposed to act kept their eyes closed, ... But not you. You were not silent. Your voice was clear.”
― Alijia Izetbegovic

“Until the war had broken out, there had been some sort of order in the strange and complex mixture of the four disparate peoples crowded into the little valley, all calling themselves Bosnians. They celebrated separate holidays, ate different foods, feasted and fasted on different days, yet all depended on one another, but never admitted it. They had lived amidst an ever present, if dormant, mixture of hatred and love for each other. The Muslims with their Ramadan, the Jews with Passover, the Catholics with Christmas, and the Serbs with their Slavas- each of them tacitly tolerated and recognised the customs and existence of others. With suckling pigs turned on spits in Serbian houses, giving off a mouth-watering fragrance, kosher food would be eaten in Jewish homes, and in Muslim households, meals were cooked in suet. There was a certain harmony in all this, even if there was no actual mixing. The aromas had long ago adjusted to one another and had given the city its distinctive flavor. Everything was "as God willed it." But it was necessary to remove only one piece of that carefully balanced mosaic and that whole picture would fall into its component parts which would then, rejoined in an unthinkable manner, create hostile and incompatible entities. 鈥廘ike a hammer, the war had knocked out one piece, disrupting the equilibrium.”
― Gordana Kui膰, Miris ki拧e na Balkanu

“Ogni generazione ha le proprie illusioni riguardo alla civilt脿; alcune credono di contribuire al suo progresso, altre di essere testimoni della sua decadenza. In realt脿 essa s'infiamma, cova e si spegne simultaneamente, a seconda del luogo o del punto di vista da cui la si osserva. La generazione che a quel tempo discuteva di questioni filosofiche, sociali e politiche sulla kapija, sotto le stelle e sopra l'acqua, era solo pi霉 ricca di illusioni; per il resto era del tutto simile alle altre. Anch'essa aveva la sensazione di accendere i primi fuochi di una civilt脿 nuova, e di spegnere le ultime fiamme di quella che si stava consumando. Quel che si pu貌 dire in particolare di quei giovani 猫 che da molto tempo non ne esistono altri che con tanta audacia sognino e parlino dei grandi problemi dell'esistenza, del piacere e della libert脿 e che paghino tale libert脿 a caro prezzo: traendo poca gioia dalla loro vita, soffrendo amaramente, vedendo infrante le illusioni e cadendo in guerra.”
― Ivo Andri膰, Il ponte sulla Drina. Racconti

“Meine F眉脽e, tastend beim ersten Kontakt mit bosnischem Boden: Alles klar. Tr盲gt.”
― Juli Zeh

“Unterschwellig w盲chst die Angst, irgendwann zu verstehen und nie wieder vergessen zu k枚nnen, nicht mehr in der Lage zu sein, ins eigene Leben zur眉ckzukehren.”
― Juli Zeh, De stilte is een geluid: Een reis door Bosni毛

“Finch茅 l鈥檜omo vive nel suo ambiente e in condizioni normali, gli elementi del curriculum vitae rappresentano per lui periodi importanti e svolte significative della sua vita. Ma appena il caso o il lavoro o le malattie lo separano dagli altri e lo isolano, questi elementi di colpo cominciano a scolorirsi, si inaridiscono e si decompongono con incredibile rapidit脿, come una maschera di cartone o di lacca senza vita, usata una volta sola. Sotto questa maschera comincia a intravedersi un鈥檃ltra vita, conosciuta solo a noi, ossia la 鈥渧era鈥� storia del nostro spirito e del nostro corpo, che non 猫 scritta da nessuna parte, di cui nessuno suppone l鈥檈sistenza, una storia che ha molto poco a che fare con i nostri successi in societ脿, ma che 猫, per noi, per la nostra felicit脿 o infelicit脿, l鈥檜nica valida e la sola davvero importante.
Sperduto in quel luogo selvaggio, durante le lunghe notti, quando tutti i rumori erano cessati, Daville pensava alla sua vita passata come a una lunga serie di progetti audaci e di scoraggiamenti noti a lui solo, di lotte, di atti eroici, di fortune, di successi e di crolli, di disgrazie, di contraddizioni, di sacrifici inutili e di vani compromessi. Nelle tenebre e nel silenzio di quella citt脿 che ancora non aveva visto ma in cui lo attendevano, senza dubbio, preoccupazioni o difficolt脿, sembrava che nulla al mondo si potesse risolvere n茅 conciliare. In certi momenti gli pareva che per vivere fossero necessari sforzi enormi e per ogni sforzo una sproporzionata dose di coraggio. E, visto nel buio di quelle notti, ogni sforzo gli sembrava infinito. Per non fermarsi e rinunciare, l鈥檜omo inganna se stesso, sostituendo gli obiettivi che non 猫 riuscito a raggiungere con altri, che ugualmente non raggiunger脿; ma le nuove imprese e i nuovi tentativi lo obbligheranno a cercare dentro di s茅 altre energie e maggiore coraggio. Cos矛 l鈥檜omo si autoinganna e col passare del tempo diviene sempre pi霉 e senza speranza debitore verso se stesso e verso tutto quello che lo circonda.”
― Ivo Andri膰, Travni膷ka Kronika

“The glow of the Mathnaw卯鈥檚 inspiration has never been extinguished in Bosnia, even as its people were forced to endure trying hardships, ranging from Austro-Hungarian occupation, the Serb- dominated Kingdom of Yugoslavia, the monstrous bloodletting of the Second World War, the communist鈥檚 hindrance of religion, and most recently the ferocious atrocities of the 1990s.”
― Emin Lelic, Reading Rumi in Sarajevo

“The truth was simple but politicians made it complicated.”
― Naveed Qazi, The Trader of War Stories

“When there was sunshine followed by calm winds in the summer, the water of these rivers reflected many shiny ripples, and in the sunset, transformed into quiet, silver coloured watercourses.”
― Naveed Qazi, The Trader of War Stories

“As hungry as he was, Marin was nonetheless transfixed by the scene in front of him. He鈥檇 seen pictures, of course, but no two-dimensional photograph could possibly convey the sense he had of having walked into the medieval past, into a still thriving corner of the Ottoman Empire. The fine, high arch of Stari Most, the Old Bridge, rose nearly thirty metres above the blue-green river, flanked by stone towers and minarets. The bridge, the towers and the surrounding buildings seemed to flow up organically from their footings in the raw, rocky banks of the river, all rendered from the same pale limestone. Behind his sunglasses, tears welled up as Marin was assailed by a wave of unexpected emotion.”
― Tony Jones, The Twentieth Man

“芦驴Sabes por qu茅 estoy en Medjugorje?禄. 芦Porque Nuestra Se帽ora te hizo venir禄, le dije. Ella hab铆a dicho que nadie que sabe de la existencia de Medjugorje lo sabe por accidente.”
― Mirjana Soldo, My Heart Will Triumph

“Islam does not get its name from its laws, orders, or prohib颅itions, nor from the efforts of the body and soul it claims, but from something that encompasses and surmounts all that: from a moment of cognition, from the strength of the soul to face the times, from the readiness to endure everything that an existence can offer, from the truth of submission to God. Submission to God, thy name is Islam!”
― Alija Izetbegovi膰, 丕賱廿爻賱丕賲 亘賷賳 丕賱卮乇賯 賵丕賱睾乇亘

“Zna拧, u Bosni smo, pa bi moglo i to biti!”
― Petar Ko膷i膰, Sudanija