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Werner’s letter to Jutta in All The Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr

“There is pride, too, though--pride that he has done it alone. That his daughter is so curious, so resilient. There is the humility of being a father to someone so powerful, as if he were only a narrow conduit for another, greater thing. That’s how it feels right now, he thinks, kneeling beside her, rinsing her hair: as though his love for his daughter will outstrip the limits of his body. The walls could fall away, even the whole city, and the brightness of that feeling would not wane.”

“Racial purity, political purity--Bastian speaks to a horror of any sort of corruption, and yet, Werner wonders in the dead of night, isn’t life a kind of corruption? A child is born, and the world sets in upon it. Taking things from it, stuffing things into it. Each bite of food, each particle of light entering the eye--the body can never be pure.”

Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage

Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage

Leslie Kanes Weisman, Women's Environmental Rights: A Manifesto

Robert Smithson, The Collected Writings ("The Value of Time")

Milan Kundera, Book of Laughter and Forgetting

Wave by Sonali Deraniyagala

wave goodbye to your family and friends, those lost ants and your eyes bleed when you see, cause nothing works inside

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Muriel Rukeyser

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spirit lead me where my trust is without borders let me walk upon the waters wherever You would call me take me deeper than my feet could ever wander and my faith will be made stronger in the presence of my Savior

"It is both command and entreaty, a rechristening by way of pen scratching into paper. A second before this person was likely a John or a Philip, a Henry. A strange kind of pause lingers. An end before the beginning."