The truth is forced upon us, very quickly, by a foe.
Mrs Bawden yanked me away from the table and dragged me across the food hall. I tried to twist away from her, but she had a grip like a python on steroids.
But remember this if nothing else: I love you more than there are words or stars. I love you more than there are thoughts and feelings. I love you more than there are seconds or moments gone or to come. I love you.
Never, ever allow yourself to feel. Feelings kill.
People are people. We'll always find a way to mess up, doesn't matter who's in charge.
I hadn't fully realized just how powerful words could be before this. Whoever came up with the saying 'sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me' was talking out of his or her armpit.
You're a Nought and I'm a Cross and there's nowhere for us to be, nowhere for us to go where we'd be left in peace. . . That's why I started crying. That's why I couldn't stop. For all the things we might've had and all the things we're never going to have.
Regardless of the fact that in this country, certainly in the arts, we treat comedy as a second-class citizen, I've never thought of it that way. I've always thought it to be important. The last time I looked, the Greeks were holding up two masks. I've always thought of it not only as having equal value, but as the craft of it, being funny.
People of color have a constant frustration of not being represented, or being misrepresented, and these images go around the world.
Even if you fall on your face, you're still moving forward.
"Resting in awareness" is one of those phrases used a lot by people who practice mindfulness. But when I tried to do it, it wasn't restful and I worried I wasn't doing it right. I kept thinking about work.