To Be Taught, If Fortunate

by Becky Chambers

If I ask what I’m asking only of people who agree with me at the outset, with whom I already share a dream and a language, then there’s no point in asking at all.

At some point, you have to accept the fact that any movement creates waves, and the only other option is to lie still and learn nothing.

Nothing around me changed if I chose to not watch the news, but something within me always did.

a home can only exist in a moment. Something both found and made. Always temporary, in the grand scheme of things, but vital all the same.

We have satisfied nothing but curiosity, gained nothing but knowledge. To me, these are the noblest goals.