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'Maybe she could be cheerful and dark, messy and competent, sunshine and rain, New Jeanie and Old Jeanie mixed together.'

'She wasn't so much afraid of dying as she was of forgetting to live her life.'

I didn't know what to do with the sadness that was soaking into my heart. It felt so full, I could wring it out like a sponge. What did people do with sadness like this? How did they dry it out?

'Nothing like flipping a man on his back to bolster your self-esteem. Recommend. '

Not the context you may think but hilarious, nonetheless 🤣

The point is, some people live the bulk of their lives in their minds (me), and some are highly physical beings (Wyn).

'We made promises in a world lit with light. We do not know how to keep them in the darkness.'


okay, starting early on breaking my heart...

grief
clung to
her
Like an
old,
itchy,
faded,
ill-fitting,
hand-me-down
dress.

' You are here to decide if your life, relationships, and world are true and beautiful enough for you. And if they are not and you dare admit they are not, you must decide if you have the guts, the right - perhaps even the duty - to burn to the ground that which is not true and beautiful enough and get started building what is. '

To be brave is to forsake all others to be true to yourself.
That is the vow of a confident girl.

❤❤❤❤

...I was wild until I was tamed by shame. Until I started hiding and numbing my feelings for fear of being too much. Until I started deferring to others' advice instead of trusting my own intuition. Until I became convinced that my imagination was ridiculous and my desires were selfish...I lost myself when I learned how to please...

Slow read for me

“White folk earn something from that hate. Might not be wages. But knowing we on the bottom and they set above us—just as good, maybe better.”

“But can you not imagine a better society?” Emma pleads. “Where colored and white work for the greater good? Where women are the equal of men?

Shit shit shit shit shit

Why is this book so good?!

Playing chess taught me a queen is both:

deadly & graceful, poised & ruthless.
Quiet & cunning. A queen

offers her hand to be kissed,

& can form it into a fist
while smiling the whole damn time.