Words&Dirt

“When I die, wash my body with a cotton cloth. Bury me in a split-wood coffin crafted from trees that died a natural death. Lay me to rest in clothes I have already worn thin. Do not seal out the water and bugs and burrowing critters. Let me be absorbed back into the Earth. Let my body turn to soil. Even when I’m dead, let me nourish the future.”

––Moral Ground: Ethical Action for a Planet in Peril, “Spray Glue Goes. Maggots Stay.,” by Carly Lettero, pg. 107

“‘It is not the duty of the court––any court––to exalt one person’s opinions above others! Not in magic nor in any other sphere of life. If other magicians think differently from you, then you must battle it out with them. You must prove the superiority of your opinions, as I do in politics. You must argue and publish and practise your magic and you must learn to live as I do––in the face of constant criticism, opposition and censure. That, sir, is the English way.'”

––Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell, by Susanna Clarke, pg. 521-2