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“It is winter. Ravens are standing on a pile of bones -- black typeface on white paper picking an idea clean. It’s what I do each time I sit down to write. What else are we to do with our obsessions? Do they feed us? Or are we simply scavenging our memories for one gleaming image to tell the truth of what is hunting us?

'To write,' Marguerite Duras remarked, 'is also not to speak. It is to keep silent. It is to howl noiselessly.”
― Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice

“We can change, evolve, and trans­form our own conditioning. We can choose to move like water rather than be molded like clay. Life spirals in and then spirals out on any given day. It does not have to be one way, one truth, one voice. Nor does love have to be all or nothing. Neither does power. What is positive and what is negative is not absolute.”
― Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice

“Literature was life, and reading became an open door to a world beyond the familiar.”
― Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice

“The snake who tempted Eve to eat the forbidden fruit was not the Devil, but her own instinctive nature saying, Honor your hunger and feed yourself.”
― Terry Tempest Williams, When Women Were Birds: Fifty-four Variations on Voice