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  • #1
    Jeffrey Eugenides
    “It was like autumn, looking at her. it was like driving up north to see the colors.”
    Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex

  • #2
    Eileen Myles
    “In grade school we were cautioned if we couldn't draw faces we could just leave them orange. Sometimes I am flying by so fast and the people are faceless like dying stars and I am so alone.”
    Eileen Myles, Cool for You

  • #3
    Tim Kreider
    “if you want to enjoy the rewards of being loved, you also have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.”
    Tim Kreider, I Wrote This Book Because I Love You: Essays

  • #4
    Leslie Feinberg
    “Nature held me close and seemed to find no fault with me.”
    Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

  • #5
    Leslie Feinberg
    “Are you with women who only bleed monthly on their cycles?”
    Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

  • #6
    Leslie Feinberg
    “I hurried out to the pond to catch polywogs in a jar. I leaned on my elbow and looked up close at the little frogs that climbed up on the sun-baked rocks.

    "Caw, caw!" A huge black crow circled above me in the air and landed on a rock nearby. We looked at each other in silence.

    "Crow, are you a boy or a girl?"

    "Caw, caw!"

    I laughed and rolled over on my back. The sky was crayon blue. I pretended I was lying on the white cotton clouds. The earth was damp against my back. The sun was hot, the breeze was cool. I felt happy. Nature held me close and seemed to find no fault with me.”
    Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

  • #7
    Leslie Feinberg
    “The shades of gender in her voice were intricate, like mine.”
    Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

  • #8
    Leslie Feinberg
    “I had been at the center of her world; she had become my whole world. As my universe shrank, I needed her to be everything for me, and in return I longed to be everything she needed. Neither of us could live up to the expectations.
    And yet, how could it be otherwise? How could I not sink to my knees at the end of the day and ask for her sanctuary?”
    Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

  • #9
    Frank Herbert
    “I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
    Frank Herbert, Dune



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