Michelle Kubilis
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My father was born to mill workers in New Bedford, Massachusetts. In the 1800s the town had been one of the world’s largest and most important whaling ports. Melville mentioned it in the opening pages of Moby-Dick.
“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
― The Fellowship of the Ring
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.”
― The Fellowship of the Ring
“Our lives here are inexpressibly trivial and momentous at once”
― Orbital
― Orbital
“I spoke about growing up in an immigrant household and butting heads with my parents, whose lives were so fundamentally different from mine that it made conflict almost inevitable”
― We Were Dreamers: An Immigrant Superhero Origin Story
― We Were Dreamers: An Immigrant Superhero Origin Story
“One time, a few years back, his door bell rang at two in the morning. He got up to see who or what it was. “What do you want? You know what time it is?” There before him was an addict, probably trying to sell him another trinket out of the trash that he didn’t need. “You know it’s two in the morning?” George asked the addict. “Your lights burning,” the addict said. “The lights on your car, Mr. G. I’m sorry, Mr. G., but your lights’re on in your car.” George thanked him. He rushed out to turn off the lights and promised himself he wouldn’t prejudge these people anymore. “I just thank the Lord,” he says, “that, by his grace, it’s not me.”
― The Warmth of Other Suns: The Epic Story of America's Great Migration
― The Warmth of Other Suns: The Epic Story of America's Great Migration
“Because of the fifty-one previous years of his life, he had a number of complexes. He had a Napoleon complex, a southern complex, a baby-of-the-family complex. He had both a superiority complex and an inferiority complex, and, because he was born on Christmas Day, a Christmas baby complex.”
― The Warmth of Other Suns: The Epic Story of America's Great Migration
― The Warmth of Other Suns: The Epic Story of America's Great Migration
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