"‘Was it black, Sandy, or just a touch of the cream - I forget?’ she asks with mock gentility. This is the Pharisaic life we lead — she is telling him — a continent lies dying at our door, and here we stand or kneel drinking coffee off a silver tray while just down the road children starve, the sick die and crooked politicians bankrupt the nation that was tricked into electing them."  - The Constant Gardener, by John le Carré

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