Most people are not, in action, worth very much; and yet, every human being is an unprecedented miracle. One tries to treat them as the miracles they are, while trying to protect oneself against the disasters they’ve become.
—James Baldwin, No Name in the Street
I had the chance to pick up a new volume of poetry each weekend in September, except for the last, and each in a different store.
Continue reading “on acquisition (ii)”
Love is a constant negotiation, a constant conversation; to love someone is to lay yourself open to rejection and abandonment; love is something you can earn but not extort.
—Rebecca Solnit, “Every Man an Island”
Talent might give you nothing. Without work, talent is only talent—promise, not product.
—Alexander Chee, “The Writing Life”
Conversation is a principal way that we convey our support and love to each other; it’s how we find out who our friends are and often how friendship takes place.
—Rebecca Solnit, Call Them by Their True Names
Mini reviews of two nonfiction anthologies I read this summer: The Feminist Utopia Project and The Fire This Time: A New Generation Speaks about Race.
Continue reading “on politics”
I read and read and read. My imagination expanded infinitely.
—Roxane Gay, Hunger