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“What can I do? I can only breathe in deeply. I can only bellow in a church that is deep inside of myself. I can only blast a shell-shaped horn that would shake down the oldest buildings. I can only leap for joy in my sacred inner caves and ring out the message: I am alive. I woke up again. I might as well be sprouting leaves, I might as well be covered in little clams.”
― Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

“Part of what had drawn me to him in the first place was that he was so much like me. A good boy who could be very, very bad, who was lured just enough into badness—into drinking, drugs, and misadventures—but who never fully turned his back on his responsibilities.”
― Nina Renata Aron, Good Morning, Destroyer of Men's Souls: A Memoir of Women, Addiction, and Love

“they’ve come up with a thousand different ways to say Stay. I listened to songs and I looked at art, my ear to the ground where the footsteps of the fiercest foremothers had walked, and these said Run. I ran.”
― Nina Renata Aron, Good Morning, Destroyer of Men's Souls: A Memoir of Women, Addiction, and Love

“I operated as if there'd be a verdict. An easy answer. A story. I operated as if we were setting the tone for the rest of our lives. It did not occur to me that we could simply muddle through, learn as we go, change things later, forgive ourselves.”
― Meaghan O'Connell, And Now We Have Everything: On Motherhood Before I Was Ready