Siri

“What if I forgave myself? I thought. What if I forgave myself even though I'd done something I shouldn't have? What if I was a liar and a cheat and there was no excuse for what I'd done other than because it was what I wanted and needed to do? What if I was sorry, but if I could go back in time I wouldn't do anything differently than I had done? What if I'd actually wanted to fuck every one of those men? What if heroin taught me something? What if yes was the right answer instead of no? What if what made me do all those things everyone thought I shouldn't have done was what also had got me here? What if I was never redeemed? What if I already was?”
― Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

“How wild it was, to let it be.”
― Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

“[..] hennes leende gjorde ansiktet alldeles lysande, som när vinden klistrar ett löv mot fönstret och solen skiner igenom det och alla nerver och ådror syns. Yani, hennes själ syntes. (s. 81)”
― Johannes Anyuru, De kommer att drunkna i sina mödrars tårar

“Jag skriver till dig som ännu inte vet att galenskapen alltid blir normal, till slut, och det normala blir galenskap.”
― Johannes Anyuru, De kommer att drunkna i sina mödrars tårar