"You are home" (Chiyo)
Dolls of Hope
By Parenteau, Shi...
"They grew me inside my mother, which was unusual because she was dead"
What Should Be Wild
By Fine, Julia
"My mother's looming spirit guides me some days, telling me that nothing is too ugly for this world. I am not too ugly fo...
By Mailhot, Teres...
"If your heart beats like a drum, and your legs a little wet, it’s because the Reaper’s come to collect a little debt."
By Brown, Pierce
"I know when she holds me, it’s the crown she pulls close to her heart."
By Cass, Kiera
“Fear and realisation of ignorance, strong medicines against stupid pride.”
By Nix, Garth
“I never wanted to be away from the family. Intuitively, I knew how easily distances could harden and become permanent.”
By Díaz, Junot
“Life is a constant struggle between being an individual and being a member of the community.” - Sherman Alexie
The Absolutely True Diary of A Part-time Indian
By Alexie, Sherman
"You can't ever reach perfection, but you can believe in an asymptote toward which you are ceaselessly striving."
When Breath Becomes Air
By Kalanithi, Paul
"Murder most foul."
By Thompson, James
"It is hard to think. I would keep my senses for I fear oblivion. And I am carried back to the years of shock and the nigh...
Will There Really Be A Morning?
By Farmer, Frances
Stop walking through the world looking for confirmation that you don't belong. You will always find it because you've made that...
Braving the Wilderness
By Brown, Brené
"I've lived under my freedom, and I've lived under God's freedom, and there is no comparison. My freedom could have cost m...
Wrestling for My Life
By Michaels, Shawn
" I have two bad knees, and a shoulder that need to be replaced. I need a heating pad to loosen up my back in the mornings...
"I had drunk a lot, done drugs, and popped pills for two reasons: because of boredom, and because I was empty, and lonely....
"When I became a Christian, I confessed of my sins and God forgave me of all of them. I then entered into a relationship w...
And then, without a rhyme or reason, out of time and out of season, Hagga laughed and kept on laughing. No one had said a word,...
The 13 Clocks
By Thurber, James
Am i not merciful?
By Kaufman, Amie
“The real cycle you're working on is a cycle called yourself.”
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
By Pirsig, Robert M.
Unlike the overall character of winter, which may be mild one year and punishing the next, the pattern of how light changes thr...
By Jahren, Hope
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