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"Voracious reading was like an anesthesia, numbing me to the harsh life around me."

"Gradually, I came to accept hunger as a constant companion. But this new hunger was different. It filled me with hatred, confusion, helplessness, hopelessness, anxiety, loneliness, selfishness and a cynical attitude toward people."

"There is a death far worse than physical death, and that is the death of the mind and soul, when, despite toiling night and day, under sweltering heat, torrential rain, blistering winds, you still cannot make enough to clothe, shelter, and feed your loved ones, suffering miles away, forcibly separated from you."

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Kaffir Boy: The True Story of a Black Youth's Coming of Age in Apartheid South Africa