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| 22dad1d | Women are instructed, by the way victims are treated and by the widespread tolerance of an epidemic of violence, that their value is low, that speaking up may result in more punishment, that silence may be a better survival strategy. Sometimes this is called rape culture, but like domestic violence, the term narrows the focus to one act rather than the motive for many; patriarchy is a more useful overarching term. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 277cb6b | Society's recipes for fulfillment seem to cause a great deal of unhappiness, both in those who are stigmatized for being unable or unwilling to carry them out and in those who obey but don't find happiness. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 37d97ef | What doesn't go back in the jar or the box are ideas. And revolutions are, most of all, made up of ideas. You can whittle away at reproductive rights, as conservatives have in most states of the union, but you can't convince the majority of women that they should have no right to control their own bodies. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 1a669dc | Sometimes it's valuable to return to the circumstances of childhood with an adult's resources and insights, and that time around I realized that I could not feel at all. Not for her, or for myself, except a dim horror, as if from a long way away. I had returned to the state in which I had spent my childhood, frozen, in suspended animation, waiting to thaw out, to wake up, waiting to live. I thought of her unhappiness as a sledge to which I .. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 7e57e9a | I'm not arguing here that women and children don't lie. Men, women, and children lie, but the latter two are not disproportionately prone to doing so, and men--a category that includes used-car salesmen, Baron von Munchhausen, and Richard Nixon--are not possessed of special veracity. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| fe63285 | Jenny Chiu tweeted, "Sure #NotAllMen are misogynists and rapists. That's not the point. The point is that #YesAllWomen live in fear of the ones that are." Women--and men (but mostly women)--said scathing things brilliantly. * #YesAllWomen because I can't tweet about feminism without getting threats and perverted replies. Speaking out shouldn't scare me. * #YesAllWomen because I've seen more men angry at the hashtag rather than angry at the .. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| db8c931 | When I first began to write, I had been a child for most of my life, and my childhood memories were vivid and potent, and the forces that shaped me, Most of them have grown fainter with time, and whenever I write one down, I give it away: it ceases to have the shadowy life of memory and becomes fixed in letters: it ceases to be mine; it loses that mobile unreliability of the live. | memory nostalgia writing | Rebecca Solnit | |
| 23805b5 | Ultimately the destruction of the Earth is due in part, perhaps in large part, to a failure of the imagination or to its eclipse by systems of accounting that can't count what matters. The revolt against this destruction is a revolt of the imagination, in favor of subtleties, of pleasures money can't buy and corporations can't command, of being producers rather than consumers of meaning, of the slow, the meandering, the digressive, the expl.. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 789c71e | Cause-and-effect assumes history marches forward, but history is not an army. It is a crab scuttling sideways, a drip of soft water wearing away stone, an earthquake breaking centuries of tension. Sometimes one person inspires a movement, or her words do decades later; sometimes a few passionate people change the world; sometimes they start a mass movement and millions do; sometimes those millions are stirred by the same outrage or the same.. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 2e17e14 | In [fairy tales], power is rarely the right tool for survival anyway. Rather the powerless thrive on alliances, often in the form of reciprocated acts of kindness - from beehives that were not raided, birds that were not killed but set free or fed, old women who were saluted with respect. Kindness sown among the meek is harvested in crisis | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| ea8dc4e | One merely had to imagine a woman candidate doing what Trump did, from lying to leering, to understand what latitude masculinity possesses. "No advanced step take by women has been so bitterly contested as that of speaking in public," Susan B. Anthony said in 1900. "For nothing which they have attempted, not even to secure the suffrage, have they been so abused, condemned and antagonized." Or as Mary Beard put it last year, "We have never e.. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| 56848ed | What are human murmurations, I wondered? They are, speaking of choruses, in Horton Hears a Who, the tiny Whos of Whoville, who find that if every last one of them raises their voice, they become loud enough to save their home. They are a million-and-a-half young people across the globe, on March 15, 2019, protesting climate change; coalitions led by First Nations people, holding back fossil fuel pipelines across Canada; the lawyers and othe.. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| ede1f6b | We are our stories, stories that can be both prison and the crowbar to break open the door of that prison; we make stories to save ourselves or to trap ourselves or others, stories that lift us up or smash us against the stone wall of our own limits and fears. Liberation is always in part a storytelling process: breaking stories, breaking silences, making new stories. A free person tells her own story. A valued person lives in a society in .. | Elena Aguilar | ||
| 51f9e7f | Or maybe there's one thing to say, about the capitalism of the heart, the belief that the essence of life too can be seized and hoarded, that you can corner the market on confidence, stage a hostile takeover of happiness. | life therapy thoughts | Rebecca Solnit | |
| b60dfbb | Ci, ktorych przeraza rownosc malzenska, sa, na co wskazuje wiele znakow, tak samo przerazeni wizja rownosci w parach heteroseksualnych jak rownoscia par tej samej plci. | małżeństwo queer równość związki-małżeńskie | Rebecca Solnit | |
| 197b834 | When you say lone gunman, everyone talks about loners and guns, but not about men | toxic-masculinity violence-in-society | Rebecca Solnit | |
| b28fb63 | We're fighting for a society in which everyone is important. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| f4530a7 | Sulkowicz's genius was to make her burden tangible, and in so doing make it something others could share. Solidarity has been a big part of this feminist movement against violence. ("An Insurrectionary Year")" | art feminism rape | Rebecca Solnit | |
| 9320a34 | The moment when mortality, ephemerality, uncertainty, suffering, or the possibility of change arrives can split a life in two. Facts and ideas we might have heard a thousand times assume a vivid, urgent, felt reality. We knew them then, but they matter now. They are like guests that suddenly speak up and make demands upon us; sometimes they appear as guides, sometimes they just wreck what came before or shove us out the door. We answer them.. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| e80ab72 | Perceptive and valuable personal explorations of time alone include A Book of Silence by Sara Maitland, Party of One by Anneli Rufus, Migrations to Solitude by Sue Halpern, Journal of a Solitude by May Sarton, The Point of Vanishing by Howard Axelrod, Solitude by Robert Kull, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek by Annie Dillard, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly by Jean-Dominique Bauby, A Field Guide to Getting Lost by Rebecca Solnit, The Story of My H.. | Michael Finkel | ||
| 411294d | The question, then, is not so much how to create the world as how to keep alive that moment of creation, how to realize that Coyote world in which creation never ends and people participate in the power of being creators, a world whose hopefulness lies in its unfinishedness, its openness to improvisation and participation. The revolutionary days I have been outlining are days in which hope is no longer fixed on the future: it becomes an ele.. | Rebecca Solnit | ||
| ce42c4f | Beauty, when it is not a promise of happiness, must be destroyed. | Ken Knabb | ||
| 16a1ab3 | February 16, 1988 Reasons to live: 1. Christmas 2. The family beach trip 3. Writing a published book 4. Seeing my name in a magazine 5. Watching C. grow bald 6. Ronnie Ruedrich 7. Seeing Amy on TV 8. Other people's books 9. Outliving my enemies 10. Being interviewed by Terry Gross on "Fresh Air" | David Sedaris | ||
| af88a0e | Make enemies if you have to- and you will- but always make sure the most powerful stay your friends. | friends | Sarah Dunant | |
| 71030b5 | It is the ones who keep you in thrall to more than their snatches who command the houses and the gowns to go with them. And for that they have first to love themselves. | Sarah Dunant | ||
| 1517693 | in the chaos of war, I would have looked simply small, and therefore neither a promise nor a threat. | Sarah Dunant | ||
| f1ca052 | Together he [Girolamo Savonarola] and his archenemy Lorenzo [de' Medici] would have been the stuff of gargoyles. One could almost imagine the diptych in which their profiles confronted each other, their noses as powerful as their personalities. | Sarah Dunant | ||
| 6f71788 | Uncertainty is more contagious than the plague. Cesare, | Sarah Dunant | ||
| 9129f16 | You would be surprised by the strength of a desperate man. | Sarah Dunant | ||
| 80a6467 | People do not smile when they are in hell, | Sarah Dunant | ||
| 7aa5860 | God always seeth man from heaven and the angels report to Him every hour. | Sarah Dunant | ||
| ea721fc | When there is fear about the future, it is comforting to take it out on outsiders who can be blamed for the past. | Sarah Dunant | ||
| 7b888d0 | As the last chimes die away, a series of contorted male shrieks rise up from somewhere nearby; a late coupling between the sheets or a few early knife thrusts into a belly? He smiles. Such are the sounds of his beloved city, the sounds indeed of the whole of Italy. | Sarah Dunant | ||
| 8de0828 | Yet contrary evidence supports a claim that the Master was unjustly aligned with evil. Fragments of manuscript survive which expose the entire religion of Light as fraud, and award Arithon the attributes of saint and mystic instead. | Janny Wurts | ||
| ec8609e | What is your name?" "Finally decided to ask, eh?" Hadrian chuckled. "I will need to know if I am going to book you passage." "I can take care of that myself. Assuming, of course, you are actually taking me to a barge and not just to some dark corner where you'll clunk me on the head and do a more thorough job of robbing me." Pickles looked hurt. "I would do no such thing. Do you think me such a fool? First, I have seen what you do to pe.. | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| fc40d69 | They smiled too much, were quick to compliment and support, but behind the stretched lips and soft words was a judgment. No one was ever good enough--at least not until they were dead. The dead were exemplary. | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| 72817d6 | How did you sleep?" Cutting through the quiet with total disregard, came Arcadius's voice... "I don't know, I just sort of put my head down and closed my eyes." The old man smiled. "You should be a student here. It usually takes months to break the habit of making unwarranted assumptions. Try the hot cider. It's soft but if you get it with cinnamon it adds a little zest to your morning." | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| ad70fc3 | This isn't over," Merrick replied. "DeLancy is dead. You have no idea what that means. The scales are balanced. The demon is unleashed." | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| 32351ef | He gave him a second, then in a bright tone said, "How is it we never had king and emperor on our list of potential careers? When you think about it, it beats the heck out of winemakers, actors, and fishermen." "You always think everything is so easy," Royce replied, wiping his eyes. "I'm just a glass-half-full kinda guy. How's your glass looking these days?" "I have no idea. I'm still trying to get over the sheer size of it." Hadrian nodde.. | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| c73d2d3 | Modina lowered her voice and said, "I'll tell you a secret--it's not me at all, really. Sure, on occasion, I come up with something intelligent--and I am usually surprised by it myself--but the real genius behind my throne is Nimbus. Amilia deserves everything this empire can give her for hiring him. The man is a wonder: quiet, unassuming, but utterly brilliant. If he had a mind to, he could replace me in a heartbeat. I am convinced he coul.. | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| b4cc930 | Snake," Wyatt announced. "A big black one." "There's dozens of them," Royce explained. "Where?" Alric asked. "Mostly behind you on the walls." "What?" the king said, aghast. "Why didn't you say something?" "Knowing would only make traveling slower." "Are they poisonous?" Mauvin asked. They could all see the silhouetted shoulders of Royce's shadow on the far wall shrug. "I demand you inform me of such things in future!" Alric declared. "Do y.. | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| 13d92b2 | The two slept most of the next day, waking only when a boy delivered what he thought might be breakfast, or perhaps lunch, but turned out to be the evening meal. The steaming bowls of vegetable stew and round loaf of brown rye arrived along with a note from Arcadius asking them to visit his office after eating and to do so while being seen by as few students as possible. There was a postscript for Royce explaining it was all right if some s.. | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| f94da44 | Before you were born, the year ninety-two, lost what was precious, and that what was new. The blink of an eye, the beat of a heart, Out went the candle, and guilt was my part. A king and his knight went hunting a boar, A rat and his friends were hunting for love. Together they fought, till one was alive. The knight sadly wept, no king had survived. The answers to riddles, to secrets and more, Are found in the middle of legends and lov.. | Michael J. Sullivan | ||
| dac7558 | It's hard to explain the feeling of it--the power--it's as if I can do anything. Can you imagine knowing you can do anything? It's exciting, alluring--it draws you in and you want it like a hunger. You feel yourself becoming part of something bigger, joining with it, working with it. You sense every drop of water, every blade of grass, and you become them--everything--the air and the stars. You want to see how far you can go, where the edge.. | Michael J. Sullivan |