A bird is safe when it’s closed in a cage, but it isn’t living. It isn’t flying. You have beautiful wings desperate to stretch out and catch the wind. Don’t. Let. Anyone. Stop you.”“And what happens,” I whisper, “when I fall?”“Then you have someone waiting to catch you. That’s the right kind of safe.
-Rachel Morgan
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