Liz Dannenbaum

“I walked down Broadway. Stepped onto the Pearl Street Mall, with its humming bars and teens eating ice cream and men playing guitar for tips, and into the glittering storefront of the Boulder Book Store. I bought a copy of The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay and another of The Alchemist. I read them. In this way, I lived until morning.”
― Katherine E. Standefer, Lightning Flowers: My Journey to Uncover the Cost of Saving a Life

“I was keenly aware that I had nowhere near the challenges facing millions of people around the globe. That I was well aware of this only made me feel worse. To feel immobilized when perfectly aware of your privilege made death by inconsequential traffic incident seem even more desirable.”
― Annabelle Gurwitch, You're Leaving When?: Adventures in Downward Mobility

“Each of us has a “whole,” “unmarred,” “perfect” body that we were meant to have; the paralyzed, autistic, deaf version is just a sadder, lesser version of that original intent. (This tenet is wrapped up in narratives of fat, aging, gender-nonconforming bodies, too, of course.)”
― Rebekah Taussig, Sitting Pretty: The View from My Ordinary Resilient Disabled Body

“Marysville, Ohio, is now pretty much a commuter suburb of Columbus, but when I was growing up there, it may as well have been rural Kansas in the thirties.”
― Adrienne Miller, In the Land of Men