Hope may or may not be a Thing with Feathers. But it is definitely a Thing with Claws.
Niall Williams, History of the Rain
“Tell me what you know about the body, and I will tell you how it must turn against itself.”
— Seam: ‘Interview with a Birangona’ by Tarfia Faizullah
Death wanted to be this beautiful but we buried it
Garous Abdolmalekian, Sea tr. Ahmed Nadalizadeh and Idra Novey
From the Wikipedia page about the Fermi Paradox: Given the high scientific probability for alien existence, why can we find no evidence of their existence whatsoever?
Nothing, however, can be more arrogant, though nothing is commoner than to assume that of Gods there is only one, and of religions none but the speaker’s.
- Virginia Woolf, Orlando
Dip your hands into that dark and believe whatever you touch.
Garous Abdolmalekian, The Bird of Reconciliation tr. Ahmed Nadalizadeh and Idra Novey
the tenderness….
For why is it meaningless to write with no other function than to assuage fear? Doesn’t that function in itself have a meaning? And why fear the dismantling of language’s semantic function, its being representational of meaning, when that is but one more fear that will drive those in opposition to écriture to write?
Mary Ruefle, On Fear