Rebecca Solnit Quotes

• Every minute of every hour of every day you are making the world, just as you are making yourself, and you might as well do it with generosity and kindness and style.

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  Kindness, Generosity, Style

  "We could be heroes: an election-year letter" by Rebecca Solnit, www.theguardian.com. October 15, 2012.

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• Tener esperanza significa tener incertidumbre sobre el futuro, ser tierno ante las posibilidades, dedicarse al cambio hasta el fondo del corazón.

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  Heart, Mean, Hopeful

  "We could be heroes: an election-year letter" by Rebecca Solnit, www.theguardian.com. October 15, 2012.

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• What's your story? It's all in the telling. Stories are compasses and architecture; we navigate by them, and to be without a story is to be lost in the vastness of world that spreads in all directions like arctic tundra or sea ice. To love someone is to put yourself in their place, we say, which is to put yourself in their story, or figure out how to tell yourself their story. Which means that a place is a story, and stories are geography, and empathy is first of all an act of imagination, a storyteller's art, and then a way of traveling from here to there.

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  Art, Mean, Sea

  "The Faraway Nearby". Book by Rebecca Solnit, www.npr.org. June 6, 2013.

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• Leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That’s where the most important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go.

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  Dark, Doors, Important

  Rebecca Solnit (2006). “A Field Guide to Getting Lost”, p.7, Penguin

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• Hope is not a lottery ticket you can sit on the sofa and clutch, feeling lucky. It is an axe you break down doors with in an emergency. Hope should shove you out the door, because it will take everything you have to steer the future away from endless war, from the annihilation of the earth's treasures and the grinding down of the poor and marginal. To hope is to give yourself to the future - and that commitment to the future is what makes the present inhabitable.

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  War, Commitment, Doors

  "Hope In The Dark". Book by Rebecca Solnit, 2010.

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• The stars we are given. The constellations we make. That is to say, stars exist in the cosmos, but constellations are the imaginary lines we draw between them, the readings we give the sky, the stories we tell.

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  Stars, Reading, Sky

  Rebecca Solnit (2008). “Storming the Gates of Paradise: Landscapes for Politics”, p.165, Univ of California Press

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• Joy doesn't betray but sustains activism. And when you face a politics that aspires to make you fearful, alienated and isolated, joy is a fine initial act of insurrection.

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  Joy, Faces, Fine

  Rebecca Solnit (2010). “Hope In The Dark”, p.49, Canongate Books

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• The rhythm of walking generates a kind of rhythm of thinking, and the passage through a landscape echoes or stimulates the passage through a series of thoughts. The creates an odd consonance between
  internal and external passage, one that suggests that the mind is also a landscape of sorts and that walking is one way to traverse it. A new thought often seems like a feature of the landscape that was
  there all along, as though thinking were traveling rather than making.

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  Pensar, Viaje, Senderismo

  Rebecca Solnit (2001). “Wanderlust: A History of Walking”, p.11, Penguin

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• Worry is a way to pretend that you have knowledge or control over what you don't--and it surprises me, even in myself, how much we prefer ugly scenarios to the pure unknown.

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  Worry, Ugly, Way

  Rebecca Solnit (2010). “A Field Guide To Getting Lost”, p.175, Canongate Books

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• 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.

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  Stars, Home, Sleep

  Rebecca Solnit (2008). “Storming the Gates of Paradise: Landscapes for Politics”, p.167, Univ of California Press

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• Pain serves a purpose. Without it you are in danger. What you cannot feel you cannot take care of.

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  Pain, Care, Purpose

  Rebecca Solnit (2013). “The Faraway Nearby”, p.65, Granta Books

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• Writing is saying to no one and to everyone the things it is not possible to say to someone.

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  Escribir

  Rebecca Solnit (2013). “The Faraway Nearby”, p.42, Granta Books

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• En realidad, perderse tiene dos significados dispares. Perder cosas tiene que ver con la desaparición de lo familiar, perderse con la aparición de lo desconocido.

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  Fall, Two, Getting Lost

  Rebecca Solnit (2010). “A Field Guide To Getting Lost”, p.32, Canongate Books

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• For many years, I have been moved by the blue at the far edge of what can be seen, that color of horizons, of remote mountain ranges, of anything far away. The color of that distance is the color of an emotion, the color of solitude and of desire, the color of there seen from here, the color of where you are not. And the color of where you can never go.

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  Distance, Mountain Ranges, Blue

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• Roads are a record of those who have gone before.

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  Gone, Records

  Rebecca Solnit (2001). “Wanderlust: A History of Walking”, p.57, Penguin

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• A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another.

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  Book, Heart, Beats

  Rebecca Solnit (2013). “The Faraway Nearby”, p.42, Granta Books

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• I still think the revolution is to make the world safe for poetry, meandering, for the frail and vulnerable, the rare and obscure, the impractical and local and small.

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  Thinking, World, Safe

  Interview with Benjamin Cohen, www.believermag.com. September 2009.

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• Every woman who appears wrestles with the forces that would have her disappear. She struggles with the forces that would tell her story for her, or write her out of the story ... The ability to tell your own story, in words or images, is already a victory, already a revolt.

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  Women, Struggle, Writing

  "Men Explain Things to Me". Book by Rebecca Solnit, www.theguardian.com. May 20, 2014.

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• El sentido del lugar es el sexto sentido, una brújula interna y un mapa elaborado conjuntamente por la memoria y la percepción espacial.

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  Memories, Perception, Together

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• Walking, ideally, is a state in which the mind, the body, and the world are aligned.

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  Mind, World, Body

  Rebecca Solnit (2001). “Wanderlust: A History of Walking”, p.11, Penguin

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• It is the job of artists to open doors and invite in prophesies, the unknown, the unfamiliar; it’s where their work comes from, although its arrival signals the beginning of the long disciplined process of making it their own. Scientists too, as J. Robert Oppenheimer once remarked, ‘live always at the ‘edge of mystery’­—the boundary of the unknown.’ But they transform the unknown into the known, haul it in like fishermen; artists get you out into that dark sea.

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  Jobs, Dark, Artist

  Rebecca Solnit (2006). “A Field Guide to Getting Lost”, p.8, Penguin

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• To hope is to give yourself to the future - and that commitment to the future is what makes the present inhabitable.

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  Commitment, Giving, Annihilation

  Rebecca Solnit (2010). “Hope In The Dark”, p.29, Canongate Books

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• Walking . . . is how the body measures itself against the earth.

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  Journey, Hiking, Body

  Rebecca Solnit (2001). “Wanderlust: A History of Walking”, p.28, Penguin

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• The object we call a book is not the real book, but its potential, like a musical score or seed. It exists fully only in the act of being read; and its real home is inside the head of the reader, where the symphony resounds, the seed germinates. A book is a heart that only beats in the chest of another.

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  Real, Book, Home

  "The Faraway Nearby". Book by Rebecca Solnit, June 2013.

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• The bigness of the world is redemption. Despair compresses you into a small space, and a depression is literally a hollow in the ground. To dig deeper into the self, to go underground, is sometimes necessary, but so is the other route of getting out of yourself, into the larger world, into the openness in which you need not clutch your story and your troubles so tightly to your chest.

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  Self, Space, Despair

  Rebecca Solnit (2013). “The Faraway Nearby”, p.22, Granta Books

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