Lynn

“... every chapter you write is surrounded by those you don't, every confession by what remains secret or indescribable or unremembered.”
― Rebecca Solnit, Recollections of My Nonexistence: A Memoir

“You furnish your mind with readings in somewhat the same way you furnish a house with books.”
― Rebecca Solnit, Recollections of My Nonexistence: A Memoir

“A manilla envelope came through the mail slot a few weeks later. I had a little queasiness about meeting that teenager directly, and so I waited several years to open it.”
― Rebecca Solnit, Recollections of My Nonexistence: A Memoir

“How do you make art when the art that's all around you keeps telling you to shut up and do the dishes?”
― Rebecca Solnit, Recollections of My Nonexistence: A Memoir