To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.
Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living
17 Feb 2014 — 13:22
She’s one of the speakers at this year’s BC Library Association conference. Shamefully, I’ve never read anything of hers.
Also.
I miss you.
We should Facetime.
xo
17 Feb 2014 — 20:32
Hello, Brie! I saw her speak once, many years ago, in Geneva, and really enjoyed it. And I love her writing.
I miss you, too 🙁
Facetime: YES!