Vivek V

“Oh no! Now the form’s wet!” he exclaimed. He then began blowing on the form to try and dry it. This made the boy laugh. “Oh good!” said the man. “You are smiling! Now, look, I am sure we can find out your name. Does it begin with an A?” The boy was pretty sure it didn’t. “I don’t think so.” “B?” The boy shook his head. “C?” He shook his head again. “This could take some time,” muttered the doctor under his breath. “T!” exclaimed the boy. “You would like a cup of tea?” “No! My name. It begins with a T!” Doctor Luppers smiled as he wrote the first letter on the top of the form. “Let’s see if I can guess. Tim? Ted? Terry? Tony? Theo?”
― David Walliams, The Midnight Gang

“heal the roots, to see the tree grow vibrant.”
― Matthew Edward Hall, San Mateo: Proof of The Divine

“And even though you said today you felt better, and it is so late in this poem, is it okay to be clear, to say, I don’t feel good, to ask you to tell me a story about the sweetgrass you planted—and tell it again or again— until I can smell its sweet smoke, leave this thrashed field, and be smooth.”
― Natalie Diaz, Postcolonial Love Poem

“We sainted St. Tammany (King Tamanend III) because he embodied moral perfection and every divine qualification that a deity could possess. I hold him in higher esteem than the saints of the Roman Catholic Church. He'll forever be the patron saint of America.”
― George Washington