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All of a sudden their husbands dead and maybe a child is dead and they have absolutely nothing - and theyre heading thro
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"All of a sudden their husband's dead and maybe a child is dead and they have absolutely nothing - and they're heading through the desert at night"

- Nicholas D. Kristof

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This quote by Nicholas D. Kristof paints a vivid image of the struggles faced by lots of refugees. It speaks to the desperation and hopelessness that a number of them feel when they are required to leave their homes. The quote paints a bleak image of a household, unexpectedly bereft of their hubby and potentially a child, with absolutely nothing but the clothes on their backs, heading through the desert during the night. It speaks with the fear and uncertainty that they need to feel, as they are forced to leave their homes and all that is familiar to them. It also speaks to the guts and durability of these refugees, who despite the chances, continue to press forward in search of a much better life. The quote works as a pointer of the plight of refugees and the need for us to do more to help them.

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Nicholas D. Kristof This quote is written / told by Nicholas D. Kristof somewhere between April 27, 1959 and today. He was a famous Writer from USA. The author also have 32 other quotes.

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