Lecy Beth

“I remember the feeling that even when I felt safe, I knew the waves were there. I could not stay beyond them forever. I would have to be prepared for them to take me under. I would have to hold my breath, and swim. But first, I had to learn to be still. To lean into the movement. To let go. Swimming is dangerous when you’re afraid to float.”
― Rebecca Woolf, All of This: A Memoir of Death and Desire

“I think that the world has a way of knocking us off course. Somehow we get convinced that we need to change, pretend, or become somebody other than our original selves, even if the alteration is subtle and small and changes us by only one degree.”
― Carlos Whittaker, How to Human: Three Ways to Share Life Beyond What Distracts, Divides, and Disconnects Us

“Stories aren’t fiction. Stories are fabric. They’re the white sheets we drape over our ghosts so we can see them. —ROSCOE AVANGER, Sweet Mallow”
― Sarah Addison Allen, Other Birds

“My bedroom becomes filled with souvenirs of our romance. My phone, a paper trail of confessions—our two-way diary.”
― Rebecca Woolf, All of This: A Memoir of Death and Desire