And that is how change happens. One gesture. One person. One moment at a time.
They see her differently now, as somebody. And isn't that what everyone wants? To be seen?
There is an ancient tribal proverb I once heard in India. It says that before we can see properly we must first shed our tears to clear the way.
Write like it matters, and it will.
The hand you hold the longest is your own.
Retribution is a dog chasing its tail.
I am starting a collection of only right-hand gloves. It’s ever so bourgeois to have two.
I'm an oddity of one, my strangeness too complicated to explain or share.
There are no safe choices. Only other choices.
I refuse to let the past find me here.
If you tell them what they want to hear, they don't bother to try to see.
People will believe anything if it means they can go on with their lives and not have to think too hard about it.
We're all strangers connected by what we reveal, what we share, what we take away--our stories. I guess that's what I love about books--they are thin strands of humanity that tether us to one another for a small bit of time, that make us feel less alone or even more comfortable with our aloneness, if need be.
I know because I read...Your mind is not a cage. It's a garden. And it requires cultivating.
I do not want to pass the time. I want to grab hold of it and leave my mark upon the world.
What if evil doesn't really exist? What if evil is something dreamed up by man, and there is nothing to struggle against except out own limitations? The constant battle between our will, our desires, and our choices?
I love you for who you are, not who the world thinks you should be.
Women who have power are always feared.
To those who will see, the world waits.
Sometimes we seek that which we are not yet ready to find.
You couldn't be perfect enough to keep the world from betraying you.
Jeez, someone needs to push the reset button on this planet.
People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense-words do. Beliefs, declarations, constitutions-words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History
Maybe that's what real friendship is -- getting so used to people that you need to be annoyed by them.
The library card is a passport to wonders and miracles, glimpses into other lives, religions, experiences, the hopes and dreams and strivings of ALL human beings, and it is this passport that opens our eyes and hearts to the world beyond our front doors, that is one of our best hopes against tyranny, xenophobia, hopelessness, despair, anarchy, and ignorance.
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