Deborah Johnson

“Repository,” he finally says, “you know this word? A resting place. A text—a book—is a resting place for the memories of people who have lived before. A way for the memory to stay fixed after the soul has traveled on.” His eyes open very widely then, as though he peers into a great darkness. “But books, like people, die. They die in fires or floods or in the mouths of worms or at the whims of tyrants. If they are not safeguarded, they go out of the world. And when a book goes out of the world, the memory dies a second death.”
― Anthony Doerr, Cloud Cuckoo Land

“Every night, as we sat down together at the table, I still took Jim's hand and closed my eyes before we lifted our forks, our silent prayer."
"There was no need to ask what we prayed for, though I would add three words to the end of it."
"Remember this moment.”
― Joyce Maynard, The Best of Us

“Before you heal someone, ask him if he's willing to give up the things that make him sick.”
― Hippocrates

“The old world is dying, and the new world struggles to be born: now is the time of monsters.”
― Antonio Gramsci