Anna

“I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.”
― Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

“My home was a provisional space in which the present was always wasted in dreaded anticipation of the future.”
― Cathy Park Hong, Minor Feelings: An Asian American Reckoning

“And that I did not give to anyone the responsibility for my life. It is mine. I made it. And can do what I want to with it. Give it back, someday, without bitterness, to the wild and weedy dunes.”
― Mary Oliver, Upstream: Selected Essays

“If you are not friends with women, they are theoretical to you.”
― Patricia Lockwood, Priestdaddy