The ether has called in recently here...
"Dead Black Females will join Dead White Males in the ranks of the officially passé."
God forbid. Does Oprah write?
You're doing a great job of heading that call. I hope to see more.
On a more serious note:
"I do not know whether music can despair of music or marble of marble. I do know that literature is an art that can foresee the time when it will be silenced, an art that can become inflamed with its own virtue, fall in love with its own decline, and court its own demise."
— Borges, "The Superstitious Ethics of the Reader"
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