"As the years went by, the border closed in on us. Israel drew closer and closer to Ramallah. By January 2009, Israel was a mere five kilometres from my home. It had been ten years since I could walk in the valley near my house or drive down the road to A'yn Qenya, to enjoy the spring there." (p. 193)
"On 8 October 1990, after the massacre at Al Aqsa when Israeli police killed some twenty Palestinians and injured over 150, some settlers on their way home shot at the window where my wife was standing. Had Penny not ducked, the bullet would have struck her in the head." (p. 194)
"...the grave of Baruch Goldstein, who murdered twenty-nine Palestinian worshipers at the Ibrahimi Mosque in Hebron in 1994, had become a venerated site." (p. 198)
A settler asked Shehadeh what he was doing there and told him:
"'I'm different from you. I'm living here. Really living here, not just like you.'" (p. 199)
"The man we had encountered was a notorious settler called Flicks, who always came to the village, blocked the road, threw stones at the houses and once threw fruit juice at young men standing by the side of the road. He always went through town on his way to pray at Yad Yair." (p. 200)
(Yad Yair was a shrine to the memory of a murdered settler, Yair Mendelssohn.)
Institutionalized racism: Flicks feels entitled not only to settle but also to abuse those who already live there.
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