Samantha

“The way memory is the ringing after a gunshot. The way we try to remember the gunshot but can’t. The way memory gets up after someone has died and starts walking.”
― Victoria Chang, Obit

“Sometimes all I have are words and to write them means they are no longer prayers but are now animals. Other people can hunt them.”
― Victoria Chang, Obit

“I had become a devotee to a religion of my own creation. Its most integral ritual was maintaining a precise calm especially when angry, when hurt, when terrified.”
― Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah, Friday Black

“But you can't ever imagine what you're going to care about when you turn into the version of you that’s waiting on the other side of five years from now. That’s a stranger waiting to ambush you, and all you can do is plant your feet and try not to get thrown.”
― Catherynne M. Valente, The Past Is Red