Attempts to tame the wayward and domesticate the riotous, to make the unknowable predictable and enchain the free-roaming – all such things sound the death knell to love. Zygmunt Bauman
My father’s death from prostate cancer in 1993 was tragic. He never complained about pain. He was a fighter. By the time he was ready to die he wasn’t able to die in the way that he wanted to, which seemed an outrage to me. Zoe Wanamaker
I always want to find meaning in stuff that sucks – I don’t want it to be the end of the sentence. Zoe Quinn
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