Taylor clapped for attention. โMiss New Mexico, letโs not get all down in the bummer basement where the creepy things live. There are people in heathen China who donโt even have airline trays. We have a lot to be grateful for.
Libba BrayIn a world beyond this one, that river goes on singing sweetly, enchanting us with what we want to hear, shaping what we need to see in order to keep going. In those waters, all disappointments are forgotten, our mistakes forgiven. Gazing into them, we see a strong father. A loving mother. Warm rooms where we are sheltered, adored, wanted. And the uncertainty of our futures is nothing more than the fog of breath on a windowpane.
Libba BrayThe library card is a passport to wonders and miracles, glimpses into other lives, religions, experiences, the hopes and dreams and strivings of ALL human beings, and it is this passport that opens our eyes and hearts to the world beyond our front doors, that is one of our best hopes against tyranny, xenophobia, hopelessness, despair, anarchy, and ignorance.
Libba BrayGoodbye," I whisper at last, when it no longer matters and there is no one to hear it but the window.
Libba Bray