The seven must-read Rebecca Solnit essays.
‘To say nothing about her was the only way to allow her to be everything.’
‘On 8 January 2018, I noticed a large bunch of purple balloons in a tree near my apartment building.’
‘Alone in the silent dark, she traversed the mouth of the estuary in mile-long sweeps.’
‘It wasn’t until the end of dinner, when my aunt started clearing and my grandmother demanded another bottle of wine, that I began to understand.’
‘And the truth is, my heart was tied in knots, and pain bored into the marrow of my bones when I heard about his illness.’
‘After all my travels, I can see now what I couldn’t when I started. In the suffering pollution brings, there is also the glimmer of a different future, its outlines visible through the haze.’
The author of How The World Thinks: A Global History of Philosophy explains ten of the most overlooked philosophies from around the world.
‘My father no longer goes to the hospital to work, because you don’t find nurses in wheelchairs working in hospitals.’
‘It was one of those parties where no one knew the hostess.’
‘My blood is on its way to becoming something that even when given for free can be brokered and sold like ingots or wheat.’
‘Words can’t quite re-create the smell of war. I have found myself trying to wash it out of my hair, off my fingers. More than once, I have run water over the soles of my shoes.’
‘I am announcing that I have returned from the USA. I thank all of those who worked in the domestic resistance. Likewise I thank all of us who worked in the foreign resistance.’
‘One by one they’re led into the box. They swear their oath. They confirm their name, their employment, why they were where they say they were, what it was they saw.’
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