Why do they come here? Why to us?
-- Martha (Chapter 4)

White people here! Didn’t you tell us many times how they live there…Now you tell me nowhere.
-- July's Wife (Chapter 4)

White people must have their own people somewhere. Aren’t they living everywhere in the world…Don’t they go anywhere they want to go? They’ve got money.
-- July's Mother (Chapter 4)

They can’t do anything. Nothing to us anymore.
-- July (Chapter 4)

White people. They are very powerful, my son. They are very clever. You will never come to the end of the things they can do.
-- July's Mother (Chapter 4)

No. I didn’t think she would be like that, a rich white woman.
-- July's Wife (Chapter 4)

They looked different there—you should have seen the clothes in their cupboard. And the glasses—for visitors, when they drink wine. Here they haven’t got anything—just like us.
-- July (Chapter 4)

No. I meant it. If we can get a hold of a bag of cement...
-- Bam (Chapter 5)