I decided to spice up my Words for the Journey feature with some choice quotes from my Mama using recitethis.com. Check it out-it's a lot of fun!
I can't remember who she was talking about but clearly he wasn't all that.
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Words For the Journey
I'm doubling up because it was that kind of weekend.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
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Words For the Journey
"Your silence will not protect you . . . while we wait in silence for that final luxury of fearlessness, the weight of that silence will choke us."
Audre Lorde
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Hopes for a Happier New Year
Happy New Year!
What resolutions are you already planning to break? I have had a hard time coming up with any because I keep going "yeah right," in my head. Either I have no faith in myself or I know myself entirely too well.
The one resolution I think I can live with is not really a resolution so much as an acknowledgement of the beauty of things and gratitude. What does that mean? It is difficult to articulate but I think Ed Young's dedication of this book captures it nicely. "To all the wolves of the world for lending their good name as a tangible symbol for our darkness."
This struck me as an incredibly sincere recognition.
What resolutions are you already planning to break? I have had a hard time coming up with any because I keep going "yeah right," in my head. Either I have no faith in myself or I know myself entirely too well.
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This struck me as an incredibly sincere recognition.
Saturday, December 3, 2011
Word
"In a way, her strangeness, her naivete, her craving for the other half of her equation was the consequence of an idle imagination. Had she paints, or clay, or knew the discipline of the dance, or strings, had she anything to engage her tremendous curiosity and her gift for metaphor, she might have exchanged the restlessness and preoccupation with whim for an activity that provided her with all she yearned for. And like any artist with no art form, she became dangerous."
Toni Morrison in Sula
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