Sabrina

“O sun which clears all mists from troubled sight,
such joy attends your rising that I feel
as grateful to the dark as to the light.”
― Dante Alighieri, Inferno

“As I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“I remember the warm mother smell caught between her legs, and the intimacy of our physical touching nestled inside of the anxiety/pain like a nutmeg nestled inside its covering of mace.

The radio, the scratching comb, the smell of petroleum jelly, the grip of her knees and my stinging scalp all fall into—[italics] the rhythms of a litany of Year’s in my swimming scalp all fall into the rhythms, the rituals of Black women combing their daughter’s hair.”
― Audre Lorde, Zami: A New Spelling of My Name

“I do believe that my newfound sociability came not from transitioning per se, but from the release of the ten-ton secret that had been stapled to my chest for so many decades. Suddenly having nothing to hide will definitely incline one to weightlessness and that is a permanent change. When there is nothing left to protect, the result is freedom.”
― Lucy Sante, I Heard Her Call My Name: A Memoir of Transition