Martha N. Beck

“I am bewildering you a little. Just enough to help you forget what you came to believe, so that you can remember what you’ve always known.”
― Martha N. Beck, Diana, Herself: An Allegory of Awakening

“Diana frowns. “You’re taking me home, right? You just said you would.” “Hoink hoink! Of course, piglet. But I meant your real home.” “Which, last I checked,” says Diana acidly, “is in Los Angeles, California, United States of America, solar system, planet Earth.” “Hmm,” says the boar, hiccupping dreamily. “That’s what you think, darling. Tell me, can you say you’ve felt really at home at that address? Haven’t you been homesick your whole life?”
― Martha N. Beck, Diana, Herself: An Allegory of Awakening

“Have you ever felt your destiny unfolding, beloved? Have you experienced the intensity of the hunt, the fixation of attention that only fate can explain? Have you ever told yourself your feelings were
excessive, but known that something huge and pivotally important was carrying you along like a riptide? You can fight that current all you want; you know it will still have its way with you. Or you can
try swimming along with it, and grow amazed by your own power—until you pause and realize that you aren’t moving but being moved. You’re not in control, not at all, and that’s what makes the feeling so
exquisitely exciting.”
― Martha N. Beck, Diana, Herself: An Allegory of Awakening

“Just like any civilized person, you’ve spent practically your whole life torturing an innocent wild creature. Starved it, then force-fed it, cut it, cursed it, driven it to exhaustion. Imprisoned it with other creatures who tormented it.”
“What?” Diana shakes her head in miserable confusion. “I don’t
even kill spiders! I never wanted to hurt anything.”
“The innocent wild creature to which I refer, my darling, is you.”
― Martha N. Beck, Diana, Herself: An Allegory of Awakening