Kapitel „Kadiatou“

“They were Nigerians, Kadiatou could tell, from their glaze of self-assurance (…)”

Kapitel Zikora

“Zikora would never admit this to anybody, but Pope Benedict left a sourness in her soul.”

Zikora felt a bifurcation of self, two parts of her existing in parallel. At work she was meticulous, skeptical, reading everything twice and asking questions,...

“’The problem is that many of these White people don’t think we also dream.’”

“A soft underbelly of cynicism ran through her word.”

“He read books I did not think of as real books, about leadership and project management.”

“It might have sounded cruel, but it wasn’t; it was only being benignly blunt, as Nigerians are wont.”

“’Okay, that’s patronizing classist shit.’”