Isabel

“What would I gain by being a man?" she says. "A cock, a deeper voice, hair across my chest. I would not become stronger. I am already strong." And, she thinks, I would inherit several weaknesses of man's nature: his lust, his boundless aggression, his desire to tame all that he touches--the beasts of the field, the earth, women. For a man cannot see anything in the world without wishing to wear it like a trophy on his back, to call himself master over it. To her, this is what it means to be a man.”
― Katherine J. Chen, Joan

“In his story “Have You Met Him Yet?,” former White House staffer David Litt has the simple task of handing over headphones…to President Barack Obama. I reached into my pocket and pulled out what looks like a hairball made out of wires. I don’t know what’s happened. I guess somewhere in that waiting room, I have just worried this thing into a hopeless tangle. And now I don’t know what to do, so I just hand the entire thing to the president of the United States. Now, if you work in the White House, you will hear the phrase “There is no commodity on earth more valuable than a president’s time,” which I always thought was a cliché. Until…I watched Barack Obama…untangle headphones…for thirty seconds…while looking directly at me.”
― Meg Bowles, How to Tell a Story: The Essential Guide to Memorable Storytelling from The Moth

“You must make your own map of the world. Search out your own piece of sky and patch of earth, your own awning to sleep under when it is raining and it feels the sun may never shine again, for there will certainly be such days. No one can walk this path for you. You cannot simply follow in another's footsteps, as though life were a complicated dance, every turn and twist memorized and prepared for ahead of time. There are many things in the world you can inherit: money, land, power, a crown. But an adventure is not one of them; you must make your own journey.”
― Katherine J. Chen, Joan

“She could set the universe aflame, but she used herself as fuel. Somewhere inside, the earth was scorched.”
― Nadja Spiegelman, I'm Supposed to Protect You from All This: A Memoir