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"Before motherhood took over every part of me, before I surrendered my dreams for life with a family."

"You might be disturbing the peace if you laugh too loud in America, you might be in trouble if you keep too straight a face. America is a tightrope, and even the best slip sometimes. Every day I feel like a boy again, in the presence of a heavy -handed parent with good intentions. How would I offend today? These are my chains in this land of the free."

"The obscenity of humanity is that we often seek heaven to find hell."

"You become such a part of the inferno that you no longer see it, feel it - it becomes subliminal. In this hell one boils, like a toad in a cauldron, oblivious to the end. Except if the have-beens get to you. They are the escaped chinks of light who have been out to other realms, have seen better things, better promises, but now are back with tall tales of other hells closer to heaven, sowing questions."

"Violence comes from all sides, at any moment. No land is secure, and no border truly stable. History creeps, and it breaks."

"Humans in exodus: trudging, lurching, flinging themselves toward the European Union, drowning in the sea, living in tents, in the woods, in shelters, in strange cities far away, on the edge, neither here nor there, but desperate to live all the same. Paperless, homeless, failed by institutions, by leaders, by neighbors. Clinging to humanity all the same."

"Hope makes children of us all, foolish, and reckless, and devout."

"Go or stay, either way, something is lost."

"Hope makes children of us all, foolish, and reckless, and devout."

"Hope makes children of us all, foolish, and reckless, and devout."

"A map is only one story. It is not the most important story. The most important story is the one a people tell about themselves."

"Border Patrol agents always caught a few hundred people, but the people seeking refuge from violent governments and the consequences of climate change always outnumbered the agents."

“Didn’t the men believe, in their pitiable way, that their species was born of earth’s necessity to know itself, nurtured from mammal to mammal until it blossomed as humanity.”

“But it was easier for me to picture her as prey to such skill, than mistress of it. That’s a man speaking of a woman; not just me, Oliver Vassi, of her Jacqueline Ess. We cannot believe, we men, that power will ever reside happily in the body of a woman, unless that power is a male child. Not true power. The power must be in male hands, God-given. That’s what our fathers tell us, idiots that they are.”

“No child-bearer he. Made to remake the world, a body like that. If not the world, remaking minds would have to do.”

“‘You’re not alone, believe me.’
Oh yes I am, she thought. I’m here in my head, on my own, and you can’t know what it’s like.”

“And when I am alone with myself, this is what I am waiting for someone to do to me, with merciless, deliberate hands, to put me down onto the canvas so that when I’m gone, there will be a record, proof that I was here.”

“A way is always made to document how we manage to survive, or in some cases, how we don’t.”

“It must be strange for every black kid, when their principal authority figures break the news that authorities lie.”

“after the ovarian torsion and student loans and newfangled Nazis in button-downs, I too am still alive, and actually this is the more remarkable feat. Instead I let myself be awed by his middling command of the wine list.”

..... a terrible unspecial thing that is just what happens when you keep on getting up and brushing your teeth and going to work and ignoring the whisper that comes to you at night and tells you it would be easier to be dead.”

“He is the most obvious thing that has ever happened to me, and all around the city it is happening to other silly,half-formed women excited by men who’ve simply met the prerequisite of living a little more life,....

“I think of how keenly I’ve been wrong. I think of all the gods I have made out of feeble men.”

“I lie in bed and wonder how women don’t feel it, the exact moment their bodies begin to create.”

"even though racism is often so mundane it leaves your head spinning, the hand of the ordinary in your slow, psychic death so sly and absurd you begin to distrust your own eyes."

"Imagine living life so carefully that there are no signs you lived at all"

....Though now I walk over a subway grate and am excited by the possibility of its giving way, because despite the city's breakneck, multilingual carousel, despite the businessman marching into my path and the elliptical assault of glass and steel and scary wooden trains in Upper East Side toy stores, I don't feel like I'm moving even while I'm on my feet"

"delivery people properly affiliated with pizza parlors and flower shops all hooked into the peripheral intuition that keeps us all from falling into the city's bounty of open holes. ....

"where the men who line the street remind me that technically yes, I do have a pussy, and that I will live with the terror of protecting it for the rest of my life."

"sometimes you see a black person above the age of fifty walking down the street, and you just know they have seen some shit. You know that they are masters of the double consciousness, of the discreet management of fury under the tight surveillance and casual violence of the outside world."