The desire to go home

that is a desire to be whole, to know where you are, to be the point of intersection of all the lines drawn through all the stars, to be the constellation-maker and the center of the world, that center called love. To awaken from sleep, to rest from awakening, to tame the animal, to let the soul go wild, to shelter in darkness and blaze with light, to cease to speak and be perfectly understood.

― Rebecca SolnitStorming the Gates of Paradise: Landscapes for Politics




Before You Speak


Before you lead you follow
before you speak you listen.
For he who speaks does not always know
and he who knows does not always speak.