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“Hoe kan het een wet zijn dat je, als je iemand kwijtraakt, ook meteen jezelf kwijtraakt? -Ik wil niet mee, ik wil niet mee! Nu weet ik: geen verzet. Het is zoals wanneer je wordt gepakt door een wild dier of door de stroming: hou je van de domme. Wees geen held.”
― Maartje Wortel, Goudvissen en beton

“But what we know now is that when we deny our emotion, it owns us. When we own our emotion, we can rebuild and find our way through the pain.”
― Brené Brown, Braving the Wilderness: The Quest for True Belonging and the Courage to Stand Alone

“In one way, what I saw in those mirrors was the self trapped inside the self, forever.

But in another way, the self in the mirror was opening out, in an infinite unfurling.

I am the one whose drive is being thwarted.

And I am the one who is thwarting it.”
― Alison Bechdel, Are You My Mother?: A Comic Drama

“Ik las steeds meer en meer. Mijn nieuwe vrienden waren grappig, slim en 24 uur per dag beschikbaar. In een hoge muur lagen ze rondom mijn bed opgestapeld. Mijn voorkeur ging uit naar boeken van vrouwen. Verdrietige, sterke vrouwen. Ik wilde zijn zoals zij, vrouwen die met iedereen omgingen, maar helemaal niemand nodig hadden, en ik was precies het tegenovergestelde: ik ging met helemaal niemand om, maar had iedereen nodig.”
― Lieke Marsman, Het tegenovergestelde van een mens

“Children of Blood and Bone was written during a time where I kept turning on the news and seeing stories of unarmed black men, women, and children being shot by the police. I felt afraid and angry and helpless, but this book was the one thing that made me feel like I could do something about it. I told myself that if just one person could read it and have their hearts or minds changed, then I would've done something meaningful against a problem that often feels so much bigger than myself.”
― Tomi Adeyemi, Children of Blood and Bone

“I know now that a studied evasiveness has its own limitations, its own ways of inhibiting certain forms of happiness and pleasure. The pleasure of abiding. The pleasure of insistence, of persistence. The pleasure of obligation, the pleasure of dependency. The pleasures of ordinary devotion. The pleasure of recognizing that one may have to undergo the same realizations, write the same notes in the margin, return to the same themes in one’s work, relearn the same emotional truths, write the same book over and over again—not because one is stupid or obstinate or incapable of change, but because such revisitations constitute a life.”
― Maggie Nelson, The Argonauts

“It was culture as class performance, literature fetishised for its ability to take educated people on false emotional journeys, so that they might afterwards feel superior to the uneducated people whose emotional journeys they liked to read about.”
― Sally Rooney, Normal People