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  • #1
    Tig Notaro
    “it’s not the child’s responsibility to teach the parent who they are; it’s the parent’s responsibility to learn who their child is. I”
    Tig Notaro, I'm Just a Person

  • #2
    Tig Notaro
    “The best gift you can give anyone is a well-lived life of your own.”
    Tig Notaro, I'm Just a Person

  • #3
    Tig Notaro
    “They were my closest friends and were pursuing their dreams of working in film and television, and I was pursuing my dream of someday having a dream.”
    Tig Notaro, I'm Just a Person

  • #4
    “BUT here’s a secret: The lows don’t last any longer than the highs do. Like clouds on an overcast day, sometimes we have to face the fact that what happens to us in life isn’t controllable, and if we wait a while, don’t take it personally, and decide to enjoy ourselves anyway, the sky will eventually clear up.”
    Lauren Graham, In Conclusion, Don't Worry About It

  • #5
    “if you’re kicking yourself for not having accomplished all you thought you should have by now, don’t worry about it. People bloom at different stages of their lives, and often more than once.”
    Lauren Graham, In Conclusion, Don't Worry About It

  • #6
    Kwame Alexander
    “don’t rush though: your eyes need time to taste. your soul needs room to bloom.”
    Kwame Alexander, How to Read a Book

  • #7
    Rupi Kaur
    “this morning
    I told the flowers
    what I'd do for you
    and they blossomed”
    Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers

  • #8
    “But nothing makes a room feel emptier than wanting someone in it.”
    Calla Quinn, All the Time

  • #9
    Rupi Kaur
    “a daughter should
    not have to
    beg her father
    for a relationship”
    Rupi Kaur, Milk and honey

  • #10
    “What is the bravest thing you've ever said? asked the boy.
    'Help,' said the horse.
    'Asking for help isn't giving up,' said the horse. 'It's refusing to give up.”
    Charlie Mackesy, The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse

  • #11
    Ocean Vuong
    “he slammed / into me & / we hugged / for the first time / in decades. It was perfect / & wrong, like money / on fire.”
    Ocean Vuong, Time Is a Mother

  • #12
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “And Lot's wife, of course, was told not to look back where all those people and their homes had been. But she did look back, and I love her for that, because it was so human. So she was turned into a pillar of salt. So it goes.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #13
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone.”
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #14
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “All this happened, more or less.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #15
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “How nice -- to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #16
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “America is the wealthiest nation on Earth, but its people are mainly poor, and poor Americans are urged to hate themselves. To quote the American humorist Kin Hubbard, 'It ain’t no disgrace to be poor, but it might as well be.' It is in fact a crime for an American to be poor, even though America is a nation of poor. Every other nation has folk traditions of men who were poor but extremely wise and virtuous, and therefore more estimable than anyone with power and gold. No such tales are told by the American poor. They mock themselves and glorify their betters. The meanest eating or drinking establishment, owned by a man who is himself poor, is very likely to have a sign on its wall asking this cruel question: 'if you’re so smart, why ain’t you rich?' There will also be an American flag no larger than a child’s hand – glued to a lollipop stick and flying from the cash register.

    Americans, like human beings everywhere, believe many things that are obviously untrue. Their most destructive untruth is that it is very easy for any American to make money. They will not acknowledge how in fact hard money is to come by, and, therefore, those who have no money blame and blame and blame themselves. This inward blame has been a treasure for the rich and powerful, who have had to do less for their poor, publicly and privately, than any other ruling class since, say Napoleonic times. Many novelties have come from America. The most startling of these, a thing without precedent, is a mass of undignified poor. They do not love one another because they do not love themselves.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

  • #17
    Thomas Pynchon
    “I came," she said, "hoping you could talk me out of a fantasy."
    Cherish it!" cried Hilarious, fiercely. "What else do any of you have? Hold it tightly by it's little tentacle, don't let the Freudians coax it away or the pharmacists poison it out of you. Whatever it is, hold it dear, for when you lose it you go over by that much to the others. You begin to cease to be.”
    Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49

  • #18
    Cormac McCarthy
    “It's not about knowin where you are. It's about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. Or anybody's. You don't start over. That's what it's about. Ever step you take is forever. You can't make it go away. None of it. You understand what I'm sayin?

    You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it's made out of. Nothin else. You might think you could run away and change your name and I don't know what all. Start over. And then one mornin you wake up and look at the ceilin and guess who's layin there?”
    Cormac McCarthy, No Country for Old Men

  • #19
    Djuna Barnes
    “In the resurrection, when we come up looking backward at each other, I shall know you only of all that company.”
    Djuna Barnes, Nightwood

  • #20
    Djuna Barnes
    “Love becomes the deposit of the heart, analogous in all degrees to the 'findings' in a tomb. As in one will be charted the taken place of the body, the raiment, the utensils necessary to its other life, so in the heart of the lover will be traced, as an indelible shadow, that which he loves.”
    Djuna Barnes, Nightwood
    tags: love

  • #21
    Djuna Barnes
    “She was nervous about the future; it made her indelicate. She was one of the most unimportantly wicked women of her time --because she could not let her time alone, and yet could never be a part of it. She wanted to be the reason for everything and so was the cause of nothing. She had the fluency of tongue and action meted out by divine providence to those who cannot think for themselves. She was the master of the over-sweet phrase, the over-tight embrace.”
    Djuna Barnes, Nightwood

  • #22
    James Baldwin
    “The dead man mattered, the new life mattered; blackness and whiteness did not matter; to believe that they did was to acquiesce in one's own destruction. Hatred, which could destroy so much, never failed to destroy the man who hated and this was an immutable law.”
    James Baldwin, Notes of a Native Son

  • #23
    James Baldwin
    “The first idea was acceptance, the acceptance, totally without rancor, of life as it is, and men as they are: in the light of this idea, it goes without saying that injustice is a commonplace. But this did not mean that one could be complacent, for the second idea was of equal power: that one must never, in one’s own life, accept these injustices as commonplace but must fight them with all one’s strength. This fight begins, however, in the heart and it now had been laid to my charge to keep my own heart free of hatred and despair. This intimation made my heart heavy and, now that my father was irrecoverable, I wished that he had been beside me so that I could have searched his face for the answers which only the future would give me now.”
    James Baldwin, Notes of a Native Son

  • #24
    Joy Harjo
    “WASHING MY MOTHER’S BODY I never got to wash my mother’s body when she died. I return to take care of her in memory. That’s how I make peace when things are left undone. I go back and open the door. I step in to make my ritual. To do what should have been done, what needs to be fixed so that my spirit can move on, So that the children and grandchildren are not caught in a knot Of regret they do not understand.”
    Joy Harjo, An American Sunrise



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