Sammy

“There is a trail of anger flowing through my bloodline, from my great-grandmother, to my grandmother, to my mother, to me.”
― Megan Hunter, The Harpy

“The man I have loved as a brother, whose heart has ever been brimming with sympathy and friendship, cannot possibly partake of even a passive partnership in the butchery of innocent people.”
― Kressmann Taylor, Address Unknown

“being friends with girls isn't
too much drama,

but you know what is?

constantly trying to
burn your sisters
at the fucking stake
out of pettiness
& resentment

when you could
just support them instead.

-commit to putting out more fires than you start.”
― Amanda Lovelace, Flower Crowns and Fearsome Things

“It is very difficult for an outsider to grasp how very little value was placed on human life in camp. The camp inmate was hardened, but possibly became more conscious of this complete disregard of human existence when a convoy of sick men was arranged. The emaciated bodies of the sick were thrown on two-wheeled carts which were drawn by prisoners for many miles, often through snowstorms, to the next camp. If one of the sick men had died before the cart left, he was thrown on anyway — the list had to be correct! The list was the only thing that mattered. A man counted only because he had a prison number. One literally became a number: dead or alive--that was unimportant; the life of a "number" was completely irrelevant. What stood behind that number and that life mattered even less: the fate, the history, the name of the man.”
― Victor E. Frankl