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Men often think they deserve a sticker for treating women like people.
“So how, children, does the brain, which lives without a spark of light, build for us a world full of light?”
― All the Light We Cannot See
― All the Light We Cannot See
“A truth was being revealed to me: that I had always tried to attach myself to the light of other people, that I had never had any light of my own. I experienced myself as a kind of shadow.”
― Swing Time
― Swing Time
“You can love someone and still choose to say goodbye to them,” she says now. “You can miss a person every day, and still be glad that they are no longer in your life.”
― Educated
― Educated
“The Sunflowers
Come with me
into the field of sunflowers.
Their faces are burnished disks, their dry spines
creak like ship masts,
their green leaves,
so heavy and many,
fill all day with the sticky
sugars of the sun.
Come with me
to visit the sunflowers,
they are shy
but want to be friends;
they have wonderful stories
of when they were young--
the important weather,
the wandering crows.
Don't be afraid
to ask them questions!
Their bright faces,
which follows the sun,
will listen, and all
those rows of seeds--
each one a new life!--
hope for a deeper acquaintance;
each of them, though it stands
in a crowd of many,
like a separate universe,
is lonely, the long work
of turning their lives
into a celebration
is not easy. Come
and let us talk with those modest faces,
the simple garments of leaves,
the coarse roots in the earth
so uprightly burning.”
―
Come with me
into the field of sunflowers.
Their faces are burnished disks, their dry spines
creak like ship masts,
their green leaves,
so heavy and many,
fill all day with the sticky
sugars of the sun.
Come with me
to visit the sunflowers,
they are shy
but want to be friends;
they have wonderful stories
of when they were young--
the important weather,
the wandering crows.
Don't be afraid
to ask them questions!
Their bright faces,
which follows the sun,
will listen, and all
those rows of seeds--
each one a new life!--
hope for a deeper acquaintance;
each of them, though it stands
in a crowd of many,
like a separate universe,
is lonely, the long work
of turning their lives
into a celebration
is not easy. Come
and let us talk with those modest faces,
the simple garments of leaves,
the coarse roots in the earth
so uprightly burning.”
―
“But these thoughts broke apart in his head and were replaced by strange fragments: This is my soul and the world unwinding, this is my heart in the still winter air.”
― Station Eleven
― Station Eleven
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