Neffie

“I don't know about you, but looking up into the sky on a clear night is enough to give me existential chills.”
― Johnny B. Truant, The Universe Doesn't Give a Flying Fuck About You

“Matryoshkas are built like the human heart: Mysteries within mysteries.”
― Andrea White, Radiant Girl

“I read a jaw-dropping online defense of these weapons from a California woman recently. Guns, she said, are just tools. Like spoons, she said. Would you outlaw spoons simply because some people use them to eat too much? Lady, let’s see you try to kill twenty schoolkids with a fucking spoon.”
― Stephen King, Guns

“once a willful child who, like many willful children, felt most secure at home, has grown into an extravagantly social and nonconforming adult, one who creates camaraderie out of bus timetables, refuses to trouble herself when people look askance at her—and, in a buoyant refutation of the notion that mental retardation equals sluggishness, zips about jauntily to her own inner beat. My sister (my sister! I boast to myself) maneuvers through the world with the confidence of a museum curator walking approvingly through her galleries, and, far from bemoaning her otherness, she exults in it.”
― Rachel Simon, Riding the Bus with My Sister: A True Life Journey