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It is a simple matter of what you will do when the chips are down, my friend. When the fat lady is singing. When the walls are falling in, and the sky is dark, and the ground is rumbling. In that moment our actions will define us. And it makes no difference whether you are being watched by Allah, Jesus, Buddha, or whether you are not. On cold days a man can see his breath, on a hot day he can’t. On both occasions, the man breathes. ~ Zadie Smith

Related Links:

“The Pieces of Zadie Smith”
“The New Yorker.Contributors”
“A Conversation with Zadie Smith”
“The Peculiar Power of a Zadie Smith Sentence”