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Her clothes are green, but her heart is black.
When We're Apart
The Morning Benders  -  Talking Through Tin Cans
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The joy of meeting and the sorrow of separation … we should welcome these gifts … with our whole soul, and experience to the full, and with the same gratitude, all the sweetness or bitterness as the case may be. Meeting and separation are two forms of friendship that contain the same good, in the one case through pleasure and in the other through sorrow… Soon there will be distance between us. Let us love this distance which is wholly woven of friendship, for those who do not love each other are not separated.

Simone Weil in a letter to her friend Joseph-Marie Perrin, quoted in Perrin’s Simone Weil As We Knew Her

Song: “When We’re Apart” by The Morning Benders

nihtegale:

St. Bartholomew elegantly wears his flayed skin as a stole thrown around his shoulder, c. 1480

Last night:

My mom: So, what have you been reading today? It looks like you’ve been reading a lot on your Kindle.

Me: Oh, lots of different things.

Later:

Mom: …and I don’t know what you’re reading because I ask and you just say “lots of things”!

Me: Well, I was reading lots of things! The last thing I read before dinner was Game of Thrones [A Feast for Crows]. 

This morning:

Mom: How’s Game of Thrones?

Me: (reading A Feast for Crows) Fine.

Later:

Mom: …and you’ve been reading Game of Thrones all morning…

Me: (reading poetry) Yep.

Later:

Mom: Have fun reading Game of Thrones!

Me: (reading Nora Roberts) Uh-huh.

Later:

Mom: Sorry, it’s probably hard to read Game of Thrones while we’re talking.

Me: (reading Outlander) Not a problem.

(Talk about new cars for my dad turns to Branagh!Wallander’s car, which my dad covets.)

Mom: I just don’t understand how you can watch that show. Every time I’ve walked through while you’re watching it, everyone just looks so sad.

Dad: (gesturing emphatically) But Loki’s in it!

Thank you, Outlander, for probably being the reason I dreamed about a kilt-wearing Chris Pratt.

"I think Natalie Portman said something brilliant about modern-day female action heroes, about how even though they’re strong you need to also see the messiness of everyday life, that complexity. Even with Peggy Carter … Can we see her have a really shit day, put her pyjamas on and eat loads of ice cream and weep into chick flick? Can we have her be neurotic, hysterical, funny, depressed and all those things that we all relate to that aren’t regularly depicted because they’re not seen as sexy or comfortable for men to watch and masturbate over."

______________________ Where are the women?

Where are the women who are leading and not just the hot sex symbol in the tight outfits, or the aggressive ones with their sexy action sequences? Where are the ones that are battling with their own identity like Iron Man is? Or trying to make a difference in the forefront.”

A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.
CARL SAGAN (via ohstarstuff)
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