“The hunger I have is bigger than any object. It is difficult to thoroughly imagine contentedness with some money or the love of a good man. Or with the soft drool of a daschund. Or with even the reddest most mammalian orgasm. It is difficult to imagine being content for more than ten minutes with even the sharpest, creamiest parmesan crumbled over taut spaghetti, though this comes a little closer to it.” – Ellena Savage, Blueberries
“Chaos is suppose to be what we most fear but I have come to believe it might be what we most want.” – Deborah Levy, The Cost of Living
“Any loss of control is always scary, but to me, giving up on the idea of a false boundary makes sense not only conceptually but phenomenologically. That’s not to say there’s no such thing as a self, only that it’s hard to say where it begins and ends when you think about it for even a few moments.” – Jenny Odell, How to Do Nothing: Resisting the Attention Economy
“Speak to your dead. Write for your dead. Tell them a story. What are you doing with this life? Let them hold you accountable. Let them make you bolder or more modest or louder or more loving, whatever it is, but ask them in, listen, and then write. And when war comes—and make no mistake, it is already here—be sure you write for the living too. The ones you love, and the ones who are coming for your life. What will you give them when they get there?” – Alexander Chee, How to Write an Autobiographical Novel
ANTHEA YANG 