— Song of Solomon (1977)
This line seems to hit harder the older I get. And I can't seem to stop getting any older these days... ; )
In Song of Solomon, which I fully recommend, Morrison performs nothing short of open-heart surgery on her subjects – souls lost after the world spent years enforcing its own heartless rhythm.
What stuck with me was her warning under the story: hiding in smallness can be safety and silence might mean survival – but only for a time. To reclaim your confidence and your self, at some point it's gonna take a radical act, which will be YOUR OWN.
Check it out if you can, my Tumblrs. Dynamite read. XO
Bonus read: Why We Blame Ourselves

















