#us

Nothing heals us like letting people know our scariest parts: When people listen to you cry and lament, and look at you with love, it's like they are holding the baby of you. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#cry #heals #holding #know #lament

Some people won't go the extra mile, and then on their birthday, when no one makes a fuss, they feel neglected and bitter. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#bitter #extra #extra mile #feel #fuss

No one can appropriate God, goodness, the Bible or Jesus. It just seems that way. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#bible #god #goodness #jesus #just

A whole lot of us believers, of all different religions, are ready to turn back the tide of madness by walking together, in both the dark and the light - in other words, through life - registering voters as we go, and keeping the faith. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#believers #both #dark #different #different religions

I used to love to untangle chains when I was a child. I had thin, busy fingers, and I never gave up. Perhaps there was a psychiatric component to my concentration but like much of my psychic damage, this worked to everyone's advantage. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#busy #chains #child #component #concentration

Most of me was glad when my mother died. She was a handful, but not in a cute, festive way. More in a life-threatening way, that had caused me a long time ago to give up all hope of ever feeling good about having had her as a mother. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#ago #caused #cute #died #ever

We must not inflict life on children who will be resented; we must not inflict unwanted children on society. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#inflict #life #must #resented #society

I am going to notice the lights of the earth, the sun and the moon and the stars, the lights of our candles as we march, the lights with which spring teases us, the light that is already present. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#am #candles #earth #going #i

I am the woman I grew to be partly in spite of my mother, and partly because of the extraordinary love of her best friends, and my own best friends' mothers, and from surrogates, many of whom were not women at all but gay men. I have loved them my entire life, even after their passing. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#am #because #best #entire #entire life

I didn't write about my mother much in the third year after she died. I was still trying to get my argument straight: When her friends or our relatives wondered why I was still so hard on her, I could really lay out the case for what it had been like to be raised by someone who had loathed herself, her husband, even her own name. ↗

— Anne Lamott

#after #argument #been #case #could