“Whatever you call me, my parents encouraged me to go to college and become a book lover, and to trust that I could do nearly anything if I could find the right book at the library. It was true; books… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“It was true; books had saved me in my home remodeling projects, but they fell short in teaching me how to trust my instincts, and how to stop thinking with my educated brain and more with my kneecaps and butt… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“The library made me feel safe, as if every question had an answer and there was nothing to be afraid of, as long as… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“I think I'm more curious than I used to be - curious about why people live like they do and how they make sense… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“I was stubborn like that, refusing to let my heart redefine how I operated. Looking back, there is a part of me that wants… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“These days I find that I am happy enough in the same way that I am warm enough - the goal isn't bliss or… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“Books had rescued me when i most needed saving... Books were smarter than me and words inspired me... to try something new, charge forward… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“Ultimately, I hoped the tiny-house guy was similar to me: a sane person without a big agenda, who simply wanted a way to make… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“I had turned myself inside out working on the house, and had come to love it; at least, I supposed I loved it. Maybe… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“Whose idea was it that we should all get jobs, work faster, work better, race from place to place with our brains stewing on… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“I was thinking this was a great teaching moment, where they'd finally come to see that even something teeny-tiny can be big enough.” — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“Whatever you call me, my parents encouraged me to go to college and become a book lover, and to trust that I could do… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“I might wake up when the rain starts or stops, when it shifts direction or rolls alongside the house like a tumbleweed, and if… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
“I had no idea that "letting go" would be so complicated; that it would sometimes feel liberating and other times more sorrowful and lonely.… — Dee Williams Copy Share Image
