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“It's hard. Wanting the tea, but also not wanting the tea, but feeling like you should want the tea, but knowing you should protest the tea, so you put the protest on the teapot and throw all the tea in the harbor, and the teapot I guess. . . stays empty?”
― Out Now: Queer We Go Again!
― Out Now: Queer We Go Again!
“Whoever can protest and does not is responsible for what happens without protest.”
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“When we arrived at the Lodz ghetto, I was sixteen years old and Ruth was five. My mother was forty-six, my father forty-eight.
When I left the Lodz ghetto, I was seventeen years old and Ruth was five. My mother was forty-six, my father forty-eight.
When I die, I will be an old man...But even then I will always know that my sister is five. She will always be five.”
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When I left the Lodz ghetto, I was seventeen years old and Ruth was five. My mother was forty-six, my father forty-eight.
When I die, I will be an old man...But even then I will always know that my sister is five. She will always be five.”
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“One time, I spent six months back in time. I fell in love with a boy who had no obligation to love a world that only gave him gray skies and loneliness.”
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“Every moment is a turning point.”
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“I kissed her back like that confidence was contagious. I wished it was. I wished we always absorbed the best tratits of everyone around us. I wished that was possible. Maybe this world would be less miserable.”
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“I read once, and I wished I could remember where, that Brave was a place. You could just go there if you wanted. There were dozens of Braves, everywhere, all over the world, where ordinary people stood up to tyranny and oppression.”
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“I haven't felt the warmth of stage lights in years, not like I did when I danced. Kissing Aly's like a thousand stage lights hitting me all at once. Heat strikes at every point of contact. Blood rushes south and definitely not to my feet. Foot. Present tense, present time, after everything. She's always kissed with a ferocity she normally reserves for dance. Her mouth opens a little and it's pure instinct that my tongue sweeps into that space, glides against her tongue.”
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“People marching on streets, or standing in squares, or camping out in the public eye. People standing in front of tanks, people laying garlands of flowers around the muzzles of automatic weapons, people linking arms. People who sat down when told to stand up. People who stood up when told to kneel. People who sang songs, people who asked questions, people who wrote, people who created art. People who played cello in a city under siege. People who had done brave things before the time I was in, and people who had done brave things after I was there, and all of the people yet to come. Injustices are countered by acts of courage. We create Brave wherever we are brave.”
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“He looked at me in there like he wanted to scream at me and like he wanted to kiss me and if he could have done both of those things at the same time, we'd still be in there, scream-kissing each other into pieces.”
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“We created Brave wherever we were brave.”
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“Maybe we're not always looking for home, but only how to make our home fit us better. Sometimes, Kai, I think you don't know how big your heart is. Maybe your home right now can't hold all of you.”
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“Mistakes were opportunites for change.”
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“She said, a little unkindly, 'We do not have time for your emotions or any heroics. I can only save one life today. I chose you. You have all your stories, and you're young still. Benno, you and I, we'll change the world. But you must trust me. Take this and do not let go...”
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