>
> —Anne Lawrence, _Men Trapped in Men's Bodies_
-(The Hand I Was Dealt)
-
-(The Hand I Was Dealt?)
-> I'll write my way out
-> Write everything down, far as I can see
-> I'll write my way out
-> Overwhelm them with honesty
-> This is the eye of the hurricane
-> This is the only way I can protect my legacy
+> _Well this is the one that I had to write, it's like a
+> A letter of love with no love left out_
>
-> —"Hurricane", _Hamilton_
+> —"Dying to Begin" by Stretch Princess
> If you could see
> The other side of me
> If you are silent about your pain, they'll kill you and say you enjoyed it.
>
-> —Zora Neale Hurston
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+> —Zora Neale Hurston
+
+> STEVEN: Test? What do you mean, test?
+> PEARL: Eugh, well, it wasn't really a "test", per se. Not in the traditional sense. We just wanted to see if you were ready to go on missions.
+> STEVEN: That's _exactly_ what a test is!
+>
+> —_Steven Universe_, "The Test"
+
+> He shrugged apologetically. "The question really has no meaning. _Why_ anything? The laws of physics and the boundary conditions of space-time. What more can I say?"
+>
+> —"Eugene" by Greg Egan
+
+(post for leaving Berkeley)
+> _I don't care about what all the others say
+> Well I guess there are some things that will just never go away, I
+> Wish that I could say that there's no better place than home
+> But home's a place that I have never known_
+>
+> —"On The Run", _Steven Universe_