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susannacrossman
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Joined July 2015
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    I am very, very happy to share the wonderful news that @FigTreePenguin are publishing, 'Home is Where we Start', my memoir about growing up in a utopian commune, turning to philosophy, sociology & ethics to examine the many meanings of family, revolutions & home. Out Summer 2024!
    .@FigTreePenguin has signed Home is Where we Start, @crossmansusanna's "illuminating" memoir of growing up in a utopian commune. Read here: buff.ly/3JCVaFJ
    Close-up of Susanna Crossman. There are tall green plants behind her.
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    Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars, the ancient law of life. Herman Hesse, Wandering: Notes and Sketches
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    R.I.P Milan Kundera, whose books spoke to me in many ways. “The more vast the amount of time we’ve left behind us, the more irresistible is the voice calling us to return to it.”
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    I have been a stranger here in my own land: All my life. Antigone, Antigone by Sophocles.
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    Louise Bourgeois, What is the Shape of This Problem (MoMA 658-667).
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    “Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.” Borges, The Book of Sand
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    How tired I am of stories, how tired I am of phrases that come down beautifully with all their feet on the ground... I begin to long for some little language such as lovers use, broken words, inarticulate words, like the shuffling of feet on the pavement. V.Woolf, The Waves
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    “In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are doors.” William Blake
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    “How fast the stream flows from January to December!” Virginia Woolf, The Waves
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    My difficulty is that I am writing to a rhythm and not to a plot. Virginia Woolf, letter to Ethel Smyth, 1930
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    "Rilke wrote: 'These trees are magnificent, but even more magnificent is the sublime and moving space between them, as though with their growth it too increased.” ― Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space
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    “For nothing is fixed, forever and forever and forever, it is not fixed; the earth is always shifting, the light is always changing, the sea does not cease to grind down rock...The moment we cease to hold each other, the sea engulfs us and the light goes out.” James Baldwin
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    The scanned notebooks of Virginia Woolf, from Woolfnotes, an extraordinary project by @michelevbarrett and Woolf scholar Brenda R. Silver.