Stumbled upon the following while editing a work-in-progress today, and it seemed relevant to several recent thoughts and discussions, online and off. For context, said story is set in a world where trees grow with unusual vigor, weeds attack passers-by, crops fight being harvested, and so on:

“Most things wanted to grow, given a chance. Only people wondered whether they were worthy—as if living were a thing that had to be earned, rather than something we were born to.”

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