Charles Napier

Paul D: Your boys run off, don't know where. One girl's dead, the other one can't get further than the yard. So how did it "work?"

Sethe: They ain't at Sweet Home. Schoolteacher ain't got them.

Paul D: Maybe there's worse.

Sethe: [angrily] It ain't my job to know what's worse, Paul D. It's to know what's out there and to keep my children from it! Because I would rather know they're at peace in Heaven than living a hell here on Earth! So help me, Jesus!