Sophie

“I wished to assassinate history’s version of me, put him to rest, let him soar into the clouds like a floating lantern. I wanted to be there, below him, with a single candle, crying for the last time.”
― Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body

“In the museum of political depression, in its tidied halls, books of the sort I want to write are banned, for they are against the world that birthed the writer.”
― Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body

“All my most volatile and consuming yearnings could be summarized as a desire for an unstructured life, one without an organizational system other than something like untidiness.”
― Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body

“Memory, it seems, isn't always material out of which to make art. Sometimes remembering refuses us. Sometimes I'm a shoreline the water of memory drags its palm across.”
― Billy-Ray Belcourt, A History of My Brief Body