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I just hope that one day—preferably when we're both blind drunk—we can talk about it.
J.D. Salinger
From Jeanette Winterson's recent substack article
You don’t get many second chances in this world. Don’t turn your back on them. You don’t get many true loves. Embrace the ones in your life and set your fears aside. You only get two parents. Forgive them. Not every business in this country will willingly hand you a paycheck. Do your work with presence. And if the stars align and the heavens deem your art acceptable enough for an audience, love every new friend and never put ads on your website.
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“And I cry because everything is so beautiful and so short.”
“So what I'm trying to say is you should text me back. Because there's a precedent. Because there's an urgency. Because there's a bedtime. Because when the world ends I might not have my phone charged and If you don't respond soon, I won't know if you'd wanna leave your shadow next to mine.”
“I worry sometimes that humans are afraid of helping humans. There's less risk associated with animals, less fear of failure, fear of getting to involved.”
“We have these impossibly high standards and we'll probably never live up to our perfect fantasies of our future selves.”
― Marina Keegan, The Opposite of Loneliness: Essays and Stories
“I wanted to be studying plant growth, but science for war will always pay better than science for knowledge.” ― Hope Jahren, Lab Girl
“Our world is falling apart quietly. Human civilization has reduced the plant, a four-million-year-old life form, into three things: food, medicine, and wood. In our relentless and ever-intensifying obsession with obtaining a higher volume, potency, and variety of these three things, we have devastated plant ecology to an extent that millions of years of natural disaster could not. Roads have grow like a manic fungus and the endless miles of ditches that bracket these roads serve as hasty graves for perhaps millions of plant species extinguished in the name of progress. Planet Earth is nearly a Dr. Seuss book made real: every year since 1990 we have created more than eight billion new stumps. If we continue to fell healthy trees at this rate, less then six hundred years from now, every tree on the planet will have been reduced to a stump. My job is about making sure there will be some evidence that someone cared about the great tragedy that unfolded during our age.” ― Hope Jahren, Lab Girl
“I have learned that raising a child is essentially one long, slow agony of letting go.” ― Hope Jahren, Lab Girl
“I sat directly in front of him, held my head up, and watched. I watched him, as a clear-eyed witness of what he was doing and of what he was, of all of it. There at the end of the world, he danced in the broad and endless daylight, and I accepted him for what he was, instead of for what he wished he could be. The potency of my acceptance made me wonder, just a little, if I could turn it inward and accept myself. I didn’t know, but I promised myself that I would figure it out on another day. Today was already taken. Today was for watching a great man dance in the snow.” ― Hope Jahren, Lab Girl
“Oh, I'm not worried about him,' returned Bill. 'He's gone. It's not any more complicated than that. Honestly, if I admit it, it's me that I feel bad for.' He walked away from me and looked out toward the south. 'There's nothing like having a parent die to make you realize how alone you are in the world,' he added.” ― Hope Jahren, Lab Girl