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</quote>
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</cit>-->
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Maybe <mentioned rend="italic">self</mentioned> works like the word
<mentioned rend="italic">here</mentioned> — the referent changes as you maneuver through the world.
You just drag the word along, like Peter Pan with his shadow sewn to his heel.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Dessa</author>,
<title rend="quoted">Mirror Test</title>,
<title>My Own Devices: True Stories from the Road on Music, Science, and Senseless Love</title>
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<cit>
<quote>
<p>Challenging an axiom is like trying to catch a fish by hand — it’s tough to get ahold of the thing,
let alone lift it out of the water and inspect it properly. Axioms, when they settle into their
natural tessellations in our heads, form the paradigm through which we see the world. And looking
through your own paradigm is like looking through the plate glass: you don’t even know it’s there
until you walk into it, or through it.</p>
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<title rend="quoted">Going Empty</title>,
<title>My Own Devices: True Stories from the Road on Music, Science, and Senseless Love</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Living as an artist is fundamentally speculative; there’s a permanent uncertainty about where you’ll
be hired next and how long that work might last. But really that’s true of most parts of our lives;
the pension, the marriage, the mortgage are all friable, all fallible. We don’t own much, and what we
do own we certainly can’t keep indefinitely. Every breath is borrowed by the lungful; you can’t save
them for later or hold a single one for long. And even a chestful of air is too much cargo for some
trips. Some places you have to go empty.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Dessa</author>,
<title rend="quoted">Going Empty</title>,
<title>My Own Devices: True Stories from the Road on Music, Science, and Senseless Love</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Complaining is a special pleasure for initiates: it’s proof you’re too familiar to be awestruck
anymore; it divides the hobbyist from the glory-worn professional. And it’s intoxicating to hear
yourself begin to sound like the thing you’d hoped to be.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Dessa</author>,
<title rend="quoted">Slaughter #1</title>,
<title>My Own Devices: True Stories from the Road on Music, Science, and Senseless Love</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>In class one day, my instructor led a discussion on the relationship between the brain and the mind.
The collective student assumption, I think, had been that the brain was where the mind lived — like a
birdhouse. But the instructor poked all sorts of holes in that idea; how would a thing made out of
matter even communicate with an immaterial thing? My prof presented an alternative relationship: What
if mind were a <emph rend="italic">function</emph> of brain? My mind was blown. My brain remained
intact.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Dessa</author>,
<title rend="quoted">Call off Your Ghost</title>,
<title>My Own Devices: True Stories from the Road on Music, Science, and Senseless Love</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>We who are survivors recognize her. We’ve wanted to be like her, even, warriors with our swords,
killing everyone who gets in our way, even as we know we wouldn’t really be her. We’d hunt her, a pack
of well-preserved women in boots, with our dogs and guns chasing her through the mountain.
Well-preserved. Oh, we hate that phrase. Are we pickles or are we jam? Are we sour or are we sweet?</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Maria Dahvana Headley</author>,
<title>The Mere Wife</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>There’s no such thing as hurting someone for their own good. There’s only hurting someone for your
own good.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Kate Bornstein</author>,
<title>A Queer and Pleasant Danger</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>For all the traveling I’ve done, I found that all roads in life lead nowhere. So you might as well
choose the road that has the most heart, and is the most fun.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Kate Bornstein</author>,
<title>A Queer and Pleasant Danger</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>It doesn’t stop being magic just because you know how it works.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Terry Pratchett</author>,
<title>The Wee Free Men</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>All witches are selfish, the Queen had said. But Tiffany’s Third Thoughts said: Then turn selfishness
into a weapon! Make all things yours! Make other lives and dreams and hopes yours! Protect them! Save
them! Bring them into the sheepfold! Walk the gale for them! Keep away the wolf! My dreams! My brother!
My family! My land! My world! How dare you try to take these things, because they are mine!
I have a duty!</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Terry Pratchett</author>,
<title>The Wee Free Men</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><said>I can see we’re going to get along like a house on fire,</said> said Miss Tick. <said>There may
be no survivors.</said></p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Terry Pratchett</author>,
<title>The Wee Free Men</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>One problem with writing happy endings in a world that seems increasingly irrational is that it is
harder than ever to convince myself that they are realistic. But I nonetheless continue to do so. They
haven’t managed to win, not in the long term. They have all the money and all the power, and still,
here we are. Happiness is not just an act of optimism — it is an act of defiance.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Courtney Milan</author>,
Afterword to <title>Mrs. Martin’s Incomparable Adventure</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>An emperor who breaks laws is a mad dog and a danger, but an emperor who will never break a rule is
nearly as bad, for he will never be able to recognize when a law must be changed.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Katherine Addison</author>,
<title>The Goblin Emperor</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<lg>
<l>As the days lurched along in a fog, I wrote <emph rend="bold">nothing</emph>. My count of pandemic
days began to slip, as did my ability to hold coherent thoughts.</l>
<l>Everything just a shitty, quiet dream.</l>
<l>This isn’t my <emph rend="bold">neighborhood</emph>.</l>
<l>This isn’t my <emph rend="bold underline">town</emph>.</l>
<l>This isn’t my <emph rend="bold underline">world</emph>.</l>
<l>So how much is <emph rend="bold">depression</emph>?</l>
<l>How much is <emph rend="bold">sheer terror</emph>?</l>
<l>How much is simply <emph rend="spaced">privilege</emph> asserting itself?</l>
</lg>
<lg>
<l>John Lewis was <emph rend="bold">my</emph> hero, too—</l>
<l>my family’s guiding example of what compassionate, courageous young people
<emph rend="bold underline">must</emph> <emph rend="bold underline">do</emph>.</l>
<l>Necessary trouble continues, and I hear his voice in my heart.</l>
<l><quote>Ours is not the struggle of a few days, weeks, or months—it is the struggle of many
<emph rend="bold">lifetimes</emph>.</quote></l>
<l><quote>Find a way out of <emph rend="bold">no</emph> way.</quote></l>
<l><quote><emph rend="bold underline">Wake up, America.</emph> Wake up.</quote></l>
<l>Get up.</l>
<l>Keep moving.</l>
</lg>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Nate Powell</author>,
<title>Save It for Later: Promises, Parenthood, and the Urgency of Protest</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<lg>
<l>So what level of <emph rend="bold">risk</emph> can <emph rend="bold">you</emph> handle?</l>
<l>What <emph rend="bold">consequences</emph> will you accept, according to that risk?</l>
<l>Don’t beat yourself up for knowing your <emph>limits</emph>.</l>
<l>Our mounting social challenge:</l>
<l>to <emph rend="bold underline">trust</emph> again,</l>
<l>that we’re in this <emph rend="bold">together</emph> with neighbors we’ve never met,</l>
<l>that we’re <emph rend="bold">covering</emph> each other’s limitations,</l>
<l><emph rend="bold">leaning</emph> on each other’s <emph rend="bold underline">humanity</emph>.</l>
</lg>
<lg>
<l>It is <emph rend="bold underline">we</emph>, together,</l>
<l>who will determine <emph rend="bold">what kind</emph> of society our kids grow into, by what we
<emph rend="bold">each</emph></l>
<l>choose to <emph rend="bold underline">do</emph>,</l>
<l>or <emph rend="bold underline">not</emph> do.</l>
<l>A choice in every <hi rend="spaced">moment</hi>.</l>
<l>So <emph rend="bold">make</emph> it.</l>
</lg>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Nate Powell</author>,
<title>Save It for Later: Promises, Parenthood, and the Urgency of Protest</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>I guess my long-winded answer to your question is to use whatever rage you have toward the systems
and institutions that abandoned you and throw it into collective care–the relationships you have that
help you feel safe and whole. And for those who haven’t found those connections, it’s ok! Ask for help!
Keep talking and sharing your truth! Care for yourself, rest, recharge, treat yourself. You deserve it!</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Alice Wong</author>, in
<title rend="quoted"><quote>Identity isn’t a passport into community</quote></title>,
<title>Culture Study</title>
<ptr target="https://annehelen.substack.com/p/identity-isnt-a-passport-into-a-community"/>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<lg>
<l>If we’re to live up to our own time, then victory</l>
<l>Won’t lie in the blade, but in all the bridges we’ve made.</l>
<l><emph>That</emph> is the promised glade,</l>
<l>The hill we climb, if only we dare it:</l>
<l>Because being American is more than a pride we inherit—</l>
<l>It’s the past we step into and how we repair it.</l>
</lg>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Amanda Gorman</author>,
<title rend="quoted">The Hill We Climb</title>,
<title>Call Us What We Carry</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<lg>
<l>We always ask questions of those who came before.</l>
<l>To be surveyed, then, is to have survived.</l>
</lg>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Amanda Gorman</author>,
<title rend="quoted">_____[GATED]</title>,
<title>Call Us What We Carry</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<lg>
<l>We teach children:</l>
<l rend="italic">Leave a mark on the world.</l>
<l>What leads a man to shoot up</l>
<l>Souls but the desire to mark</l>
</lg>
<lg>
<l>Up the globe?</l>
<l>To scar it & thus make it his.</l>
<l>Even if for a ragged wreckage.</l>
<l>Kids, unmark this place.</l>
<l>Leave it nothing</l>
<l>Like the one we left behind.</l>
</lg>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Amanda Gorman</author>,
<title rend="quoted">At First</title>,
<title>Call Us What We Carry</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><gap extent="1 word" reason="omitted"/> if the truth undermines you, then your footing is nothing but
quicksand.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Sarah Henning</author>,
<title>The Princess Will Save You</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>June always said that most people bit off more than they could chew, but August chewed more than she
bit off. June loved to tease August about the way she pondered things, how one minute she was talking
to you and the next she had slipped into a private world where she turned her thoughts over and over,
digesting stuff most people would choke on.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Sue Monk Kidd</author>,
<title>The Secret Life of Bees</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>The world will give you that once in a while, a brief time-out; the boxing bell rings and you go to
your corner, where somebody dabs mercy on your beat-up life.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Sue Monk Kidd</author>,
<title>The Secret Life of Bees</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>We have dragged ourselves by the scruff of our own necks, kicking and screaming, to a better world
already. Keep dragging. Drag everyone else with you. Things do get measurably better.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Ursula Vernon</author>,
<ref target="https://twitter.com/UrsulaV/status/1414303555431903239">tweet,
<date when="2021-07-11"/></ref>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>There’s only so much space in the mind for time. As the news ramps up, as things get worse, the
present crowds out history. The distance between the irrevelant past and the Now contracts.
<soCalled>Days ago</soCalled> becomes distant. <soCalled>Months ago</soCalled> is irrelevant.
<emph>Years</emph> ago is ancient. By evening, even earlier the same day is suspect in its relevance
to the Now. We remember January but it has as much presence in the mind as childhood. Our lives
become super liminal, displaced from time, as we wrestle with our own minds and how they try to
process the chronology of our own existence. By Sunday, Friday no longer feels real, and yet every
day’s news is the consequence of decisions made fourteen, twenty-one, twenty-eight days ago. Today’s
responses won’t yield results until well into next month.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Dan Olson</author>,
<title rend="quoted" ref="https://youtu.be/ZsSzrVhdVuw">I Can’t Stop Watching Contagion</title>,
<title>Folding Ideas</title>
<date when="2020-03-31"/>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Many think of sex as pertaining to biological characteristics, such as genitals and secondary sex
characteristics, and of gender as being a purely historical, cultural, and social construct. We — the
authors — believe this is a false binary and that sex and gender are related, yet distinct, and not a
binary in their own right.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Gender can be defined as a complex biopsychosocial construct. What this means is that there are
biological, psychological, and social components of gender, which are in relationship and which
interact with one another in complex ways. Let’s unpack that a little. When we say that gender is
biopsychosocial, what we mean to indicate is the complex web of relationships and interactions that
occur within and between these domains. We cannot consider each one of them separately because they
all influence each other in various ways.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>We’ve started addressing the <soCalled>true transsexual</soCalled> and <soCalled>trans enough</soCalled>
narratives. However, there’s another cis dominant narrative that contributes to maintaining the
trans/cis binary in dominant culture. This narrative holds that cis people have always known their
gender identity and have never questioned it.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>If we’re going to question the gay/straight binary, and the man/woman binary, and the trans/cis
binary — and we should — then surely we can’t, in good conscience, hold tight to a new binary between
non-binary and binary people (men and women). The problem with living in a world so built upon
binaries is that as soon as a new identity — or way of understanding ourselves — emerges, it quickly
becomes defined in opposition to the thing that it’s not. That’s even more clear in the umbrella term
that we use <term>non-binary</term> — not binary gender.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>A final problem with the binary/non-binary binary is that it still relates to the cultural gender
binary (between men and women, or masculinity and femininity). It’s about whether you feel like you
fit into that binary, or whether you don’t. The problem here is that, as we’ve seen, the cultural
gender binary is deeply problematic in itself. So what does it even mean to either locate yourself
within it, or outside of it, as non-binary people do: either being between the man/woman binary,
having aspects of both, or being beyond them in some third or further place?</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>It’s a hell of a lot to ask anybody to step outside of our current cultural way of viewing gender and
sexuality completely. What would that even look like? The best we can do for now is to locate
ourselves in relation to it in the way that feels most comfortable and consensual for us. We also have
to acknowledge the complex feelings that we, no doubt, have around sexuality and gender, given that
many of the cultural scripts that we’ve either accepted, or resisted, probably come with pleasures and
joys for us, as well as limits and constraints.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Once we’re in that spacious place of uncertainty, again we have more capacity to be present to how
things actually are, to explore creative possibilities for how we might deal with the situation in
front of us, and to be flexible and embrace each other in our complexity and freedom.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>We cannot reduce everything to a purely individual level because we are indeed inside and outside of
historical, cultural, and social systems, whether we like it or not. If we reduce everything to the
personal, we no longer understand the systemic power, privilege, and oppression operating in the world,
and think that everything is possible for everybody, and that everyone is equal already.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Intersectionality is often misunderstood as being about how different aspects of our individual
identities operate together to shape our experience, but actually it’s about how interlocking systems
of power impact us through patterns of privilege and oppression.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>How do we commodify ourselves? For example, we might separate mind and body <gap extent="7 words"
reason="omitted"/> We might ask of our own selves more than we’re capable of, because we start
thinking of our body as a vessel, and not as being our body as a vessel, and not as being us.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Meg-John Barker and Alex Iantaffi</author>,
<title>Life Isn’t Binary: On Being Both, Beyond, and In-Between</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<sp>
<speaker>Guildenstern</speaker>
<p>All your life you live so close to truth, it becomes a permanent blur in the corner of your eye,
and when something nudges it into outline it is like being ambushed by a grotesque.</p>
</sp>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Tom Stoppard</author>,
<title>Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<sp>
<speaker>Guildenstern</speaker>
<p>No, no, no... you’ve got it all wrong... you can’t act death. The fact of it is nothing to do with
seeing it happen — it’s not gasps and blood and falling about — that isn’t what makes it death. It’s
just a man failing to reappear, that’s all — now you see him, now you don’t, that’s the only thing
that’s real: here one minute and gone the next and never coming back — an exit, unobtrusive and
unannounced, a disappearance gathering weight as it goes on, until, finally, it is heavy with death.</p>
</sp>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Tom Stoppard</author>,
<title>Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>I really love that we can ask physics ridiculous questions like, <said>What kind of gas mileage would
my house get on the highway?</said> and physics has to answer us.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Randall Munroe</author>,
<title>How To: Absurd Scientific Advice for Common Real-World Problems</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Truth is water in a sieve. It’s not enough to put your hand across the holes and hope.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Ada Palmer</author>,
<title>Too Like the Lightning</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Patrons who are misgendered by library employees may not feel comfortable using the library; they may
even stop doing so entirely and spread the word that the space is not trans-friendly. Most libraries
put a lot of work into getting people in the door, and this clearly counters those efforts in a
tangible way. It also directly conflicts with any rhetoric claiming that libraries are for everyone
and that people of all backgrounds and identities are welcome. This language is common in the library
profession; less common is the sincere work needed to make it true.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Stephen G. Krueger</author>,
<title>Supporting Trans People in Libraries</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><said>...are we doing the right thing? Getting involved, I mean? We could go home and start rallying
our allies.</said></p>
<p><said>Preventing a war is always the right thing to do,</said> he said gravely. <said>War is not a
game, for all that some would play it as they would a round of whist. War is a tragedy in motion.
Everyone is innocent, and everyone is guilty, and the crows come for their bodies all the same.</said></p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Seanan McGuire</author>,
<title>A Red Rose Chain</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><said>Words are seeds, Casiopea. With words you embroider narratives, and the narratives breed myths,
and there’s power in the myth. Yes, the things you name have power,</said> he said.</p>
<gap extent="1 paragraph" reason="omitted"/>
<p>They were quiet and they were foolish, both of them, thinking they were treading with any delicacy,
and that if they moderated their voices they’d stop the tide of emotion. The things you name do grow
in power, but others that are not ever whispered claw at one’s heart anyway, rip it to shreds even if
a syllable does not escape the lips.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Sylvia Moreno-Garcia</author>,
<title>Gods of Jade and Shadow</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><said><gap extent="1 word" reason="omitted"/> life may not be fair, but <emph>I</emph> must be fair.
I can’t turn away.</said></p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Sylvia Moreno-Garcia</author>,
<title>Gods of Jade and Shadow</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>They wanted to be safe. It’s not much to ask, it feels like. But we don’t have it to begin with, and
to get it and keep it, they’d push another kid into the dark. <gap extent="1 sentence" reason="omitted"/>
And they didn’t stop at safety, either. They wanted comfort, and then they wanted luxury, and then
they wanted excess, and every step of the way they still wanted to be safe, even as they made
themselves more and more of a tempting target, and the only way they could stay safe was to have
enough power to keep everyone off that wanted what they had.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Naomi Novik</author>,
<title>A Deadly Education</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Data are just a bunch of qualitative conclusions arranged in a countable way. Data-driven thinking
isn’t necessarily more accurate than other forms of reasoning, and if you do not understand how data
are made, their seams and scars, they might even be <emph>more</emph> likely to mislead you.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Robinson Meyer</author> and <author>Alexis C. Madrigal</author>,
<title rend="quoted">Why the Pandemic Experts Failed</title>,
<title>The Atlantic</title> <date when="2021-03-15">March 15th, 2021</date>
<ptr
target="https://www.theatlantic.com/science/archive/2021/03/americas-coronavirus-catastrophe-began-with-data/618287/"/>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Language is a living thing, and when it dies, it leaves bones.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Maria Dahvana Headley</author>,
<title rend="quoted">Introduction</title> to <title>Beowulf</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<lg>
<l><gap extent="3 words" reason="omitted"/> Death, no matter our desires,</l>
<l>can’t be distracted. We know this much is true,</l>
<l>and it’s true for all souls: each of us will one day</l>
<l>find the feast finished and, fattened or famished,</l>
<l>step slowly backward into their own dark hall</l>
<l>for that final night of sleep.</l>
</lg>
</quote>
<bibl>
<respStmt><persName>Maria Dahvana Headley</persName> <resp>(adapter)</resp></respStmt>,
<title>Beowulf</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<lg>
<l><gap extent="3 words" reason="omitted"/> Fire comes from the same</l>
<l>family as famine. It can feast, unfulfilled, forever.</l>
</lg>
</quote>
<bibl>
<respStmt><persName>Maria Dahvana Headley</persName> <resp>(adapter)</resp></respStmt>,
<title>Beowulf</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<said><lg>
<l><gap extent="3 words" reason="omitted"/> No. Now is a time for mourning,</l>
<l>for walking downcast the exile’s road,</l>
<l>gray-garbed and grim, for the king is dead,</l>
<l>his song is silence, his laughter and entertainment</l>
<l>forgotten. Take down your spears and touch</l>
<l>that dawn-chilled metal, raise them toward</l>
<l>a clouded world. No harp music will play</l>
<l>to call warriors in, but instead we’ll waken</l>
<l>to the raven, a rush of black wings, telling in raw song</l>
<l>how she’s watched the wolf and eagle worrying our dead,</l>
<l>carrion-clawed, competing over the feast.</l>
</lg></said>
</quote>
<bibl>
<respStmt><persName>Maria Dahvana Headley</persName> <resp>(adapter)</resp></respStmt>,
<title>Beowulf</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>A scientist, Aster had learned something Giselle had not: decoding the past was like decoding the
physical world. The best that could be hoped for was a working model. A reasonable approximation. That
was to say, no matter what Aster learned of Lune, there was no piecing together the full mystery of
her life. There was no hearing her laugh or feeling her embrace. A ghost is not a person.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>River Solomon</author>,
<title>An Unkindness of Ghosts</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>After curfew especially, the guards who patrolled the corridors embraced lawlessness — one of those
words that didn’t mean what it meant. Lawlessness suggested the laws forbade such violations. They did
not.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>River Solomon</author>,
<title>An Unkindness of Ghosts</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><said>I am a boy and a girl and a witch all wrapped into one very strange, flimsy, indecisive body.
Do you think my body couldn’t decide what it wanted to be?</said></p>
<p><said>I think it doesn’t matter because we get to decide what our bodies are or are not,</said> he
answered.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>River Solomon</author>,
<title>An Unkindness of Ghosts</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><said>If you have a fractured bone, and I’ve broken every bone in my body, does that make your
fracture go away? Does it hurt you any less, knowing that I am in more pain?</said></p>
<p><said>No, but that’s not—</said></p>
<p><said>Yes, it is. Feelings are relative. And at the root, they’re all the same, even if they grow
from different experiences and exist on different scales.</said></p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Becky Chambers</author>,
<title>The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>It had never occurred to me that leaving someone alone could harden into a habit that could become a
barrier.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Robin McKinley</author>,
<title>Sunshine</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>When you are a little too hot, a little too cold, does it hurt? <gap extent="1 paragraph" reason="omitted"/>
Or if you pick up something a little too heavy for you, does it hurt? It is only a little pressure on
the understood boundaries of yourself.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Robin McKinley</author>,
<title>Sunshine</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>What we can do, we must do: we must use what we are given, and we must use it the best we can,
however much or little help we have for the task.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Robin McKinley</author>,
<title>Sunshine</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>The thing about when you grow up and you change is that sometimes you look back on your heroes and
hope they’d still be heroes to you. Can they still be your dad? Or have you changed too much?</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>David M. Willis</author>, commentary in
<title>Dumbing of Age Vol. 9: Now Let’s Go Commit Something Mildly Subversive Which, At Worst, Will
Serve As A Humanizing Anecdote And Not As Anything Truly Threatening To The Power Structures At Hand</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>And it’s so easy to go along. So easy to not see what’s happening. And the longer you don’t see it,
the harder it becomes to <emph>see</emph> it, because then you have to admit that you ignored it all
that time.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Ann Leckie</author>,
<title>Ancillary Sword</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><gap extent="half a sentence" reason="omitted"/> the thing about rooting out plots and spies
everywhere is that, even if there are no real plots to begin with, there are plots and spies galore
very soon.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Terry Pratchett</author>,
<title>Night Watch</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>That was always the dream, wasn’t it? <quote>I wish I knew then what I know now</quote>? But when you
got older, you found out that you <emph>now</emph> wasn’t <emph>you</emph> then. You then was a twerp.
You then was what you had to be to start out on the rocky road of becoming you now, and one of the
rocky patches on that road was being a twerp.</p>
<p>A much better dream, one that’d ensure sounder sleep, was not to know now what you didn’t know then.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Terry Pratchett</author>,
<title>Night Watch</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Don’t put your trust in revolutions. They always come around again. That’s why they’re called
revolutions. People die and nothing happens.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Terry Pratchett</author>,
<title>Night Watch</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>People on the side of <soCalled rend="none">The People</soCalled> always ended up disappointed, in
any case. They found that <soCalled rend="none">The People</soCalled> tended not to be grateful or
appreciative or forward-thinking or obedient. <soCalled rend="none">The People</soCalled> tended to be
small-minded and conservative and not very clever and were even distrustful of cleverness. And so, the
children of the revolution were faced with the age-old problem: it wasn’t that you had the wrong kind
of government, which was obvious, but that you had the wrong kind of people.</p>
<p>As soon as you saw people as things to be measured, they didn’t measure up.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Terry Pratchett</author>,
<title>Night Watch</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>Where <emph>was</emph> the law? There was the barricade. Who was it protecting from what? The city
was run by a madman and his shadowy chums, so <emph>where was the law?</emph></p>
<p>Coppers liked to say that people shouldn’t take the law into their own hands, and they thought they
knew what that meant. But they were thinking about peaceful times, and men who went around to sort out
a neighbor with a club because his dog had crapped once too often on their doorstep. But at times like
<emph>these</emph>, who did the law belong to? If it shouldn’t be in the hands of the people, where
the hell <emph>should</emph> it be? People who knew better? Then you got Winder and his pals, and how
good was that?</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Terry Pratchett</author>,
<title>Night Watch</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>We depend on gender as a historical category, and that means we do not yet know all the ways it may
come to signify, and we are open to new understandings of its social meanings. It would be a disaster
for feminism to return either to a strictly biological understanding of gender or to reduce social
conduct to a body part or to impose fearful fantasies, their own anxieties, on trans women... Their
abiding and very real sense of gender ought to be recognised socially and publicly as a relatively
simple matter of according another human dignity.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Judith Butler</author>, in
<title rend="quoted">Judith Butler on the culture wars, J.K. Rowling and living in <q>anti-intellectual
times</q></title>,
<title>The New Statesman</title>
<date when="2020-09-22"/>
<ptr target="https://www.newstatesman.com/international/2020/09/judith-butler-culture-wars-jk-rowling-and-living-anti-intellectual-times"/>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p>We live in time; we err, sometimes seriously; and if we are lucky, we change precisely because of
interactions that let us see things differently.</p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Judith Butler</author>, in
<title rend="quoted">Judith Butler on the culture wars, J.K. Rowling and living in <q>anti-intellectual times</q></title>,
<title>The New Statesman</title>
<date when="2020-09-22"/>
<ptr target="https://www.newstatesman.com/international/2020/09/judith-butler-culture-wars-jk-rowling-and-living-anti-intellectual-times"/>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><said>How much history <emph>is</emph> there?</said></p>
<p><said>Years and years,</said> said Mags, and giggled, like that was the funniest joke she’d ever
heard. Sobering, she explained, <said>Much of what you’ll find here is the same information from
slightly different points of view. There’s little that’s unique. Historians are magpies, in their way,
and they share things back and forth. Still, if you can find a footnote that points you to an index
that leads you to a bit of knowledge you didn’t have before... librarianship is a form of heroism.
It’s just not as flashy as swords and dragons.</said></p>
</quote>
<bibl>
<author>Seanan McGuire</author>,
<title>Chimes at Midnight</title>
</bibl>
</cit>
<cit>
<quote>
<p><said>Is that why you sing that way?</said></p>
<p><said>What the devil is wrong with the way I sing?</said></p>
<p><said>Nothing. Except you don’t sound as if any of the songs ever happened to you.</said></p>