
The Night Watchman: A Novel

The services that the government provides to Indians might be likened to rent. The rent for use of the entire country of the United States.
Louise Erdrich • The Night Watchman: A Novel
They both started laughing in that desperate high-pitched way people laugh when their hearts are broken.
Louise Erdrich • The Night Watchman: A Novel
When Thomas thought of his father, peace stole across his chest and covered him like sunlight.
Louise Erdrich • The Night Watchman: A Novel
Zhaanat’s knowledge was considered so important that she had been fiercely hidden away, guarded from going to boarding school. She had barely learned to read and write on the intermittent days she had attended reservation day school. She made baskets and beadwork to sell. But Zhaanat’s real job was passing on what she knew.
Louise Erdrich • The Night Watchman: A Novel
How sad it was not to be sad.
Louise Erdrich • The Night Watchman: A Novel
Maybe he’d loved his father. Or maybe he thought he should love his father.
Louise Erdrich • The Night Watchman: A Novel
And he knew thinking this far ahead was useless and ridiculous, but his mind had seized its own irrational path and would not be controlled by logic. He couldn’t argue himself into sleep.
Louise Erdrich • The Night Watchman: A Novel
if you should ever doubt that a series of dry words in a government document can shatter spirits and demolish lives, let this book erase that doubt.
Louise Erdrich • The Night Watchman: A Novel
the author of the proposal had constructed a cloud of lofty words around this bill—emancipation, freedom, equality, success—that disguised its truth: termination. Termination. Missing only the prefix. The ex.