Amber Weintraub

“You shatter the world all over again, I suppose. And keep breaking it until you get one you can name Freedom.”
― Daniel José Older, The Book of Lost Saints: A Cuban American Family Saga of Love, Betrayal, and Revolution

“Almost every particle in the universe was once part of a star,” she says softly. “Every atom in your body. The metal in your chair, the oxygen in your lungs, the carbon in your bones. All those atoms were forged in a cosmic furnace over a million kilometers wide, billions of light-years from here. The confluence of events that led to this moment is so remote as to be almost impossible.” She puts her hand on my shoulder. Her touch is awkward, as if she doesn’t quite know how to do it. But she squeezes gently. “Our very existence is a miracle.”
― Amie Kaufman, Aurora Rising

“We face the crowd near the fence and raise our fists. Like I’ve seen in old pictures of the Olympics in 1968, and the NoDAPL protests that have been going on for years, and women in India fighting for justice for rape victims, and the teens—just like me—at the March for Our Lives. It’s a simple gesture, and a beautiful one. It calls out through dusty pages of history and echoes from those whose shoulders I stand on—the ones who were hosed down but never retreated, who were beaten but persisted, and the ones whose voices were locked behind walls but whose spirits were never broken. The people united will never be defeated.”
― Samira Ahmed, Internment

“in the words of Samuel Beckett: Try again. Fail again. Fail better.”
― Michael Schur, How to Be Perfect: The Correct Answer to Every Moral Question