“No festival is sin for no one, there is no culture where we do not belong.”
Source: Hazrat-e Humanity: The Uncultured Polyglot
“Justice isn’t a headline—it’s how we show up for each other when no one’s watching.”
“There is a prayer that we recite in those rooms that I love very much. It simply says, “Dear God—thank you for all that has been given, for all that has been taken away, and for all that remains.”
Source: All the Way to the River
“Falling apart created space for my art —
I do not blame anyone for it happening,
Nor do I thank anyone — not even myself — for letting it happen.
I will never be entirely put back together,
And I may never feel complete again,
But at least I have the chance to create myself anew.
And for that — only for that — I am thankful.”
Source: Where the Quiet Blooms
“Of course, with my new business I'm usually delivering things in a hurry, so I need to fly. But sometimes it's good to walk. When you walk, you end up talking to all sorts of different people, even if you don't want to, you know? And when people see a witch close up, they realise that we don't all have pointy noses and gaping mouths. We can discuss things and maybe come to understand each other.”
Source: Kiki's Delivery Service
“Life’s messy. We embrace that. We hope you do, too.”
Source: a three body solution: A Daringly Subversive & Juicy Tale of Love, Evolution, & Humanity's Last Hope
“Aren't all these notes the senseless writhings of a man who won't accept the fact that there is nothing we can do with suffering except to suffer it?”
Source: A Grief Observed
“But I reckon,' she said slowly, 'that I don't want to be with you no more'n you want to be with me. I don't want no man what's ashamed and scared. Can't do me no good, that kind of man.”
Source: Go Tell it on the Mountain (Penguin Modern Classics) by James Baldwin (4-Oct-2001) Paperback
“When life slows without your permission, it’s not punishment — it’s preparation for the person you’re about to become.”
Source: Quiet Era Diaries: A Self-Healing Journey Through Solitude and Stillness
“Your leaving carried its own light.”
Source: Nearly: Poems