Steph Lindsey

“If I didn't define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people's fantasies for me and eaten alive.”
― Audre Lorde

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anais Nin

“Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.”
― Anais Nin

“To be a Negro in this country and to be relatively conscious is to be in a rage almost all the time. ”
― James Baldwin