Herta Muller Quotes
Lola Writes In Her Notebook: Leaf-fleas Are Even Worse. Someone Said, They Don't Bite People, Because People Don't Have Leaves. Lola Writes, When The Sun Is Beating Down, They Bite Everything, Even The Wind. And We All Have Leaves. Leaves Fall Off When You Stop Growing, Because Childhood Is All Gone. And They Grow Back When You Shrivel Up, Because Love Is All Gone. Leaves Spring Up At Will, Writes Lola, Just Like Tall Grass. Two Or Three Children In The Village Don't Have Any Leaves, And Those Have A Big Childhood. A Child Like That Is An Only Child, Because It Has A Father And A Mother Who Have Been To School. The Leaf-fleas Turn Older Children Into Younger Ones - A Four-year-old Into A Three-year-old, A Three-year-old Into A One-year-old. Even A Six-months-old, Writes Lola, And Even A Newborn. And The More Little Brothers And Sisters The Leaf-fleas Make, The Smaller The Childhood Becomes.
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