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“walk over to my favorite painting, Judith Slaying Holofernes. We learned about the artist, Artemisia Gentileschi,”
― Erika L. Sánchez, I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter

“Like—getting a new start doesn’t mean you have to
wipe the slate clean. Just pick up the pieces. Begin again.”
― Emma Lord, Begin Again

“Through writing, I feel power for maybe the first time in my life. I don’t have to say somebody else’s words. I can write my own. I can be myself for once. I like the privacy of it. Nobody’s watching. Nobody’s judging. Nobody’s weighing in. No casting directors or agents or managers or directors or Mom. Just me and the page. Writing is the opposite of performing to me. Performing feels inherently fake. Writing feels inherently real.”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“These days, loneliness is the new cancer—a shameful, embarrassing thing, brought upon yourself in some obscure way. A fearful, incurable thing, so horrifying that you dare not mention it; other people don’t want to hear the word spoken aloud for fear that they might too be afflicted, or that it might tempt fate into visiting a similar horror upon them.”
― Gail Honeyman, Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine