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“Perhaps she was glass. But glass is only brittle until it breaks. Then it’s sharp.”
― V.E. Schwab, Vengeful

“In other words, it is not in craving after ready-made, complete and finished things that love finds its meaning ― but in the urge to participate in the becoming of such things. Love is akin to transcendence; it is but another name for creative drive and as such is fraught with risks, as all creation is never sure where it is going to end.”
― Zygmunt Bauman, Liquid Love: On the Frailty of Human Bonds

“I have this compulsion for freedom,for a state of liberation. It is an urge so strong, so all-encompassing that it overwhelms everything else. I cannot stand my life as it is. I cannot stand to be here, in this town, in this school. I have to get away.I have to work and work so that I can leave and only then can I create a life that will be liveable for me.”
― Maggie O'Farrell, I Am, I Am, I Am: Seventeen Brushes with Death

“My life was narrated for me by others. Their voices were forceful, emphatic, absolute. It had never occurred to me that my voice might be as strong as theirs.”
― Tara Westover, Educated