Eva Khatchadourian

Americans are fat, inarticulate, and ignorant.They’re demanding, imperious, and spoiled. They’re self-righteous and superior about their precious democracy, and condescending toward other nationalities because they think they’ve got it right—never mind that half the adult population doesn’t vote. And they’re boastful, too. Believe it or not, in Europe it isn’t considered acceptable to foist on new acquaintances right off the bat that you went to Harvard and you own a big house and what it cost and which celebrities come to dinner. And Americans never pick up, either, that in some places it’s considered crass to share your taste for anal sex with someone at a cocktail party you’ve known for five minutes—since the whole concept of privacy here has fallen by the wayside. That’s because Americans are trusting to a fault, innocent in a way that makes you stupid. Worst of all, they have no idea that the rest of the world can’t stand them.
—  Eva Khatchadourian, We Need To Talk About Kevin (via Lionel Shriver)
Eva: Besides, when you grow up you’ll need a job, and then you’ll have to be able to read and write really well or no one will want to hire you.
Kevin: Dad doesn’t write. He drives around and takes pictures.
Eva: There are other jobs…
Kevin: What if I don’t want a job.
Eva: Then you’d have to go on welfare. The government would give you just a little money so you don’t starve, but not enough to do anything fun.
Kevin: What if I don’t want to do anything.
Eva: I bet you will. If you make your own money, you can go to movies and restaurants and even different countries, like Mommer used to.
Kevin: I think I want to go on welfare.
—  We Need To Talk About Kevin (Page 191) by Lionel Shriver

“It’s always the mother’s fault, ain’t it?’‘ she said softly, collecting her coat. ”That boy turn out bad cause his mama a drunk, or she a junkie. She let him run wild, she don’t teach him right from wrong. She never home when he back from school. Nobody ever say his daddy a drunk, or his daddy not home after school. And nobody ever say they some kids just damned mean. Don’t you believe that old guff. Don’t you let them saddle you with all that killing.“