So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

I want to be held and told my name. I want to be valued, in ways that I am not; I want to be more than valuable.

The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood

I’ll trade your broken wings for mine.

I’ve seen your scars and kissed your crime.

—“All Night,” Beyoncé