Murmurations Quotes

“Whenever I think
this life, these choices, this path
is mine alone
My spiritual, karmic, generational inheritance
swells in me
telling me
there is no such thing as

Tabula Rasa”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“You can’t have your presence
and eat it

Unlike cake”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“And somewhere deep inside my childhood
is another childhood
that belongs to someone else.

I find this very difficult to accept.

That I do not own time.
Or place,
or even feeling.

That nothing is as malleable as memory.”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“The Muse does not arrive at my convenience,
nor does she come when called.

She seeps softly through the cracks while I brush my teeth at night.

When my limbs are heavy,
my eyelids droop,
and I cannot possibly write another word.”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“One morning, you will wake up
And the ocean will be calm
You will shed all of those other skins
And step into the water, fresh and new”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“I want to sit on the middle of the living room floor in a ratty old nightgown with lanky hair, weeping into yesterday’s Chinese takeaway

to pretend I’m five and make a pillow fort under the dining table

to run into the woods and scream until I have no voice

to lie in bed all day doing nothing

And for you to love me
just as fiercely
just as sweetly
as when you say you’re proud of me”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“I was not
created from the rib of a man
but from songs of trees
and tales of distant seas”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“And we are
born for this
Of this
Earth
Womb, water, words

We are born for this
This is our natural habitat.”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“There is no question for the deer
of whether they are meant to be here,
now,
wading through the water

They are inevitable.
Timeless.
Unrestrained.”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“And as the night sets in
you come home
lay your head against my shoulder
and tell me about all the little things
you did today”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations

“In the beginning was love.
Curiosity.
Imagination.”
― Sarah Thompson, Murmurations