“Imagine yourself a caterpillar.
There’s an awful shrug and, suddenly,
You’re beautiful for as long as you live.”
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“Imagine yourself a caterpillar.
There’s an awful shrug and, suddenly,
You’re beautiful for as long as you live.”
“After all these years she still tended to assume that most people were decent and well meaning - in spite of a host of experiences to the contrary.”
“Once she ceased expecting, she ceased being angry - for anger is really disappointed hope.”
“If flesh is merely a lesson, a way of learning spirit, why does it mark us so? Why do we grow so attached to flesh if it is only a way station? And where is that world of pure spirit in which we do not grieve over mere flesh?”
“Maybe that was why poets and artists were needed by the human race: because everyone felt like an alien, but poets were the ones who knew how to express it in words.”
“What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life? The world would split open.”
“The writer is a vessel for the muse, and when nothing fills the vessel, the vessel wonders whether it exists at all.”