“How is it we come through the most difficult miles? Do we come silent or singing? Do we come in company, or do we come alone? Are we all alone on the open plains under starlit skies, all alone with… — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
“Who watches over us when we leave? Who remembers our names when disappear ourselves from home? Who hears the absence of our voices? Who… — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
Courage doesn't mean being free from fear; it means learning to work through fear and speak even when we are afraid. — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
What do we do with ourselves when we find we have failed to become the adults we dreamed as pious children? — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
I am not the same kind of Mormon girl I was when I was seven, eight, or eighteen years old. I am not an… — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
“This is a church of tenderness and arrogance, of sparkling differences and human failings. There is no unmixing the two.” — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
“After many years of confusion, she will come home to a house she chose herself, with a man she chose herself, a man whose body does not menace, a man who does not dream of owning her. She will share a bed with him. She will go to bed wearing her own name. Two daughters in sweaty pajamas will dream… — Joanna Brooks Copy Share
“I can’t go on like this, I told myself. And You can’t possibly want me to feel this way, I demanded of God. God didn’t… — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
“I said "it is my first language, my mother tongue, my family, my people, my home; it is my heart, my heart, my heart."… — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
“Religion is about responsibility to a community and a tradition ...” — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
“How is it we come through the most difficult miles? Do we come silent or singing? Do we come in company, or do we… — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
“You see that? That big messy spiral of people, moving, trying to find God? I ask them, as the exodus unfolds once again on… — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
How badly I wanted to belong as I had when I was a young Mormon girl, to be simply a working part in the… — Joanna Brooks Copy Share Image
