Rebecca

“I belong deeply to myself.”
― Warsan Shire, Teaching My Mother How to Give Birth

“And that's when I know it's over. As soon as you start thinking about the beginning, it's the end.”
― Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her

“Like a work of art, we exceed our materials. Science needs art to frame the mystery, but art needs science so that not everything is a mystery. Neither truth alone is our solution, for our reality exists in plural”
― Jonah Lehrer, Proust Was a Neuroscientist

“On mornings when I hope you forget my name,
I walk through the high wet weeds
that don’t have names either.
I do not remember the word dew.
I do not remember what I told you
with your ear in my teeth.”
― Dean Young, Bender: New and Selected Poems