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“If I could imagine myself as God, I’d become him!”
― Arkady Strugatsky, Hard to Be a God

“Where do my tears go? Why is it that I can’t cry now when I need to? Yet I knew that later my tears would be unexpectedly triggered by the scent of lilacs, or the low hum of a cello.”
― Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues

“For now, I had to be hard and white. In the frosty days, in the winter, the ground is white, then the sun rises,, and the frosts melt...”
― Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

“I had learned a lot in three weeks. I realized that the world could do more than just judge me, it wielded tremendous power over me.”
― Leslie Feinberg, Stone Butch Blues