Thanh Nguyen

“I want to write this down, that revolution is like
a merry-go-round, history always being made somewhere. And maybe for a short time,
we’re part of that history. And then the ride stops
and our turn is over.

We walk slowly toward the park, where I can already
see the big swings empty and waiting for me.

And after I write it down, maybe I’ll end it this way.

My name is Jacqueline Woodson
and I am ready for the ride.”
― Jacqueline Woodson, Brown Girl Dreaming

“If the heart of Africa remained elusive, my search for it had brought me closer to understanding myself and other human beings. The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned. It impels mighty ambitions and dangerous capers. We amass great fortunes at the cost of our souls, or risk our lives in drug dens from London’s Soho, to San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury. We shout in Baptist churches, wear yarmulkes and wigs and argue even the tiniest points in the Torah, or worship the sun and refuse to kill cows for the starving. Hoping that by doing these things, home will find us acceptable or failing that, that we will forget our awful yearning for it.”
― Maya Angelou, All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes

“Now is a time for, dare I say it, kindness. I thought being extremely smart would take care of it. But I see I have been found out.”
― Margaret Edson, Wit

“The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.”
― Maya Angelou, All God's Children Need Traveling Shoes