Lisa McKenzie

“Love liberates. It doesn't bind. Love says, I love you. I love you if you're in China. I love you if you're across town. I love you if you're in Harlem. I love you. I would like to be near you. I'd like to have your arms around me. I'd like to hear your voice in my ear. But that's not possible now, so I love you. Go.”
― Maya Angelou

“I am aware that, every time I have a conversation with a book, I benefit from someone's decision against silence.”
― Yiyun Li, Dear Friend, from My Life I Write to You in Your Life

“But the world I—no, not I, Fabienne and I—had given them: Was it real? How much of it was real? We cannot measure a world with a ruler or a scale, and conclude that it is two inches, or two ounces, short of being real. All worlds, fabricated or not, are equally real. And so they are equally unreal. If I told my parents that in Paris I was posing for the press to photograph, they would say I was making up stories no one would believe. Paris was not real to them. Neither was my fame. The world Fabienne and I made together: it was as real as our nonsense.”
― Yiyun Li, The Book of Goose

“Some people count only what they seek as life: fame, wealth, adventure, happiness What they make happen, to others and to themselves, and what they make impossible, for others and themselves. For me, anything that happens is life.”
― Yiyun Li