"Give all your fucks to the living."
Mandy Brown on—well, the renewal of the soul, in a different register, I think—through devotion to the genuinely alive.
"if you give your fucks to the unliving—if you plant those fucks in institutions or systems or platforms or, gods forbid, interest rates—you will run out of fucks. One day you will reach into that bag and your hand will meet nothing but air and you will be bereft."
(The resonance with Mother Jones' "Pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living" is only implicit here, but the bells still ring.)