“Never leave yourself without an out, a safety net. Don't bet what will take you out of the market, the bidding, the game. Live to fight another day.”
“Shame doesn't heal people if it did, we'd have a much healthier society.”
Source: The Saturn Diaries: A Modern Day Grimoire
“I always thought Source/ the Universe/ my Higher Self would sound like a firm British lady or maybe Morgan Freeman. But this just sounded like a calmer and more confident version of myself. Maybe that’s why it was so hard to hear, let alone trust, when I hadn’t felt calm or confident in a really long time.”
Source: The Saturn Diaries: A Modern Day Grimoire
“Lesbians, in my eyes, are defined as the ones who invent their own systems of love: Romantic love. Family love. Friend love. A love for community, and for strangers too. They love when there is nothing to gain—no kingdom, no castle, no seat in the official record books of history—even when they are at risk of losing everything.”
Source: Lesbian Love Story
“Will you let me come dear Susie - looking just as I do, my dress soiled and worn, my grand old apron, and my hair - Oh Susie, time would fail me to enumerate my appearance, yet I love you just as dearly as if I was e'er so fine, so you wont care, will you?”
Source: Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
“Woman, so gentle in my arms
Loving, you have opened to me
Fierce, my own dark heart
And found therein and to me reflected
My source of light.”
“It was unheard of for the Senate to seek the skills of a freshly graduated Magician like me. Only the absolute best carried out their work, and only on the strongest of recommendations. Exactly the kind of league I was made to play in.”
Source: The Sorceror's Lament
“I write from the Land of Violets, and from the Land of Spring...”
Source: Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
“I must wait
a few Days
before seeing
you – You are
too momentous.
But remember
it is idolatry,
not indifference.”
Source: Open Me Carefully: Emily Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
“We had a surprise visit from the Nicolsons. She is a pronounced Sapphist, and may, thinks Ethel Sands, have an eye on me, old though I am. Snob as I am, I trace her passions five hundred years back, and they become romantic to me, like old yellow wine.”