This is precisely the time when artists go to work. There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. We speak, we write, we do language. That is how civilizations heal.
— Toni Morrison
1931–2019
posted by Radish King at 8:24 AM
8 Comments:
The news hit me in the gut.
My heart is wrenched. XO
A great loss. My heart is heavy.
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Barbara
Such a great soul. God, I miss her already.
Barbara mine too. So many heartaches in a row. I started rereading Sula today though it was hard to pick a book
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Rebecca
Dearest R, yes especially now especially now especially now.
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Rebecca
I think I thought she might live forever. Isn't that silly? I guess, though, she will. But, still. What should I read again -- where to start to re-read?
Elizabeth I felt exactly the same thing it seemed impossible that she was mortal I won’t recover it gives such gravity to the term body of work
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