Fabulists Cheer Quotes & Sayings

Trans activism in the US has most frequently been grassroots, centered on poverty and criminalization, and often oppositional to the exclusionary "mainstreaming" threads in gay and lesbian politics and feminist politics. — Dean Spade

If God is not at the center of your life, something else is. — Timothy Keller

You see we adults have learned how to disguise our terrible characters but a child ... well, it's like a grotesque drawing of us. They should be neither seen nor heard. And no one must make another one. — Gore Vidal

Either way, the thought of entire lives lost - family celebrations, Christmases and birthdays, love affairs and bedtime stories, weddings and high school graduations - because of a misfire or unexplained chaos inside a person's brain, made her chest constrict. It wasn't fair. — Ellen Marie Wiseman

Preach! Write! Act! Do anything save to lie down and die. — Nathaniel Hawthorne

It's just nice, I guess. Knowing that someone else can put into words what I feel. That there are people who have been through things worse than I have, and they come out on the other side okay. Not only that, but they made some kind of twisted, fucked-up sense of the completely senseless. They made it mean something. These songs tell me I'm not alone. If you look at it at that way, music ... music can see you through anything. — Hannah Harrington

Be an example, be kind and be simple. — Debasish Mridha

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense. — Helen Rowland

How can we manage to illuminate the pathos of our lives? — Jorge Luis Borges

Willem holds my wrist for a long moment, looking at that birthmark. Then he lifts it to his mouth. And though his lips are soft and his kiss is gentle, it feels like a knife jamming into the electrical socket. It feels like the moment when I go live — Gayle Forman

So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, and all the people dreaming in the immensity of it, and in Iowa I know by now the children must be crying in the land where they let the children cry, and tonight the stars'll be out, and don't you know that God is Pooh Bear? the evening star must be drooping and shedding her sparkler dims on the prairie, which is just before the coming of complete night that blesses the earth, darkens all the rivers, cups the peaks and folds the final shore in, and nobody, nobody knows what's going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old, I think of Dean Moriarty, I even think of Old Dean Moriarty the father we never found, I think of Dean Moriarty. — Jack Kerouac