Micah ☔️

“When we write about our lives, it's a form of time travel. We inhabit the body we were back then, and yet we do so from our safe distance in the future.”
― Lucy Knisley, Kid Gloves: Nine Months of Careful Chaos

“He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.”
― Wong Kar-Wai

“Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within. I use the word "love" here not merely in the personal sense but as a state of being, or a state of grace - not in the infantile American sense of being made happy but in the tough and universal sense of quest and daring and growth.”
― James Baldwin, The Fire Next Time

“Our every worry, our every trouble, our every anxiety will then fall way- what happens to the bird does not concern it, he wrote. Our burdens are given up to God. Such innocence still of the animals and the smallest children, was torn from us by the awareness of death, which made us and our godless world.”
― Karl Ove Knausgård, The Morning Star