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“Those who had known us from birth attributed to her, to the force of her attraction, the fact that the neighborhood could have on its streets an esteemed person like me.”
― Elena Ferrante, The Story of the Lost Child

“The grief couldn’t coagulate around anything. She had no lifeless body to cling to in despair, there was no one for whom to hold a funeral, she couldn’t linger before a corpse that had walked, run, talked, hugged her, and had ended up a broken thing.”
― Elena Ferrante, The Story of the Lost Child

“Jack Halberstam proposes that “wildness has no goal, no point of liberation that beckons off in the distance, no shape that must be assumed, no outcome that must be desired… . It cannot mean because it has been cast as that which exceeds meaning.”
― Aysegül Savas, The Wilderness

“Writing about race is a polemic, in that we must confront the white capitalist infrastructure that has erased us, but also a lyric, in that our inner consciousness is knotted with contradictions. As much as I protest against the easy narrative of overcoming, I have to believe we will overcome racial inequities; as much as I’m exasperated by sentimental immigrant stories of suffering, I think Koreans are some of the most traumatized people I know. As I try to move beyond the stereotypes to express my inner consciousness, it’s clear that how I am perceived inheres to who I am. To truthfully write about race, I almost have to write against narrative because the racialized mind is, as Frantz Fanon wrote, an “infernal circle.”
― Cathy Park Hong, Minor Feelings: An Asian American Reckoning