In my Google Drive, I have a folder with one document for each year since about 2015. Each one of them contains quotes I read that year that I thought were particularly informative, inspiring, insightful, funny, etc.
Lately I’ve been re-reading some of my older essays (not my old old essays–I’m talking, like, last month’s), and I’ve found myself wanting to quote myself.
Needless to say, my internal critic had a few words about this.
In Search of Secrets 