An Icelandic tale of hunting, abuse, love, and ultimately, revenge in the form of comeuppance.
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I smile because they are my children; I laugh because there is nothing they can do about it.
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From The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. Death is speaking to the reader about war: "I’ve seen so many young men over the years who think they’re running at other young men. They are not. They’re running at me."
An Icelandic tale of hunting, abuse, love, and ultimately, revenge in the form of comeuppance.