Saltwater Jessica Andrews Quotes

I want it and I do not want it. I want to be visible and I want to be invisible, or perhaps I want to be visible to some people and not to others. It seems unfair that I can't choose.

I would like to have something to believe in, but it is difficult. Everything my generation was promised got blown away like clouds of smoke curling from the ends of cigarettes in the mouths of politicians and bankers. It is hard not to be cynical and critical of everything, and yet perhaps there is an opening, too. When the present begins to fracture, there is room for the future to be written.

We compare our thighs in the reflection of doors and people tell us that’s where our value lies.

High-rise tower blocks and the despondency of stale, squat houses are aesthetically pleasing when you are removed from them. Middle-class architects with utopian ideals might be able to appreciate the solidity and the magnitude of a huge hunk of concrete with lives carved unapologetically into it, but when that becomes your reality and you have no choice and no way out, when you're living every day under the shadow of someone else's vision, it becomes oppressive, the weight of their dreams crushing the life out of you.

Are ownership and belonging inextricably bound? Can I belong without being owned? Do I have to own the things that belong to me?