…heroines like Matilda and Mary Lennox remind us that you don’t need to be the loudest person in the room to be strong and interesting. Quiet strength is subtle and all too easily mistaken for meekness—and any female character who even appears timid or uncertain will inevitably face criticism for playing into antiquated gender stereotypes.”
— Lindsay Lowe, “Enough Feisty Princesses: Disney Needs an Introverted Heroine,” The Atlantic. Hear, hear! This is for the quiet gals in the room, the ones who don’t make waves, keep their mouths shut, but do their own thing anyway. They are as as strong, capable, and brave as their feisty and extroverted sisters. Happy International Women’s Day!
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“You’ve got to invest in the world, you’ve got to read, you’ve got to go to art galleries, you’ve got to find out the names of plants. You’ve got to start to love the world and know about the whole genius of the human race. We’re amazing people.”
fashion designer Vivienne Westwood, during an interview at London Fashion Week. Full article here.
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Let everything happen to you. Beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final.
— Rainer Maria Rilke
A sanity-saver quote, considering the past two months and the past week.
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They harvest insects here, do they not? For their honey? Do the bees know they make the honey for you? Or do they work tirelessly because they think it is their own choice? Have you ever noticed that, after hearing new word for the first time in your life, you’ll hear it again within twenty-four hours? Do you ever wonder why sometimes you see a single shoe on the road?
— from John Dies at the End. This is what I did today. Spent all day in bed sucked into the strange wormhole that is this book. And now, I’m feeling guilty for not doing anything. Time for a run. Too bad the bees are already asleep.
I never look back, dahling. It detracts from the now.
— Edna Mode, The Incredibles. Good mantra for 2013.
Can’t remember to forget you.
— from the movie Memento. Reading Gone Girl, and now just finished this movie. It’s my afternoon for memories (un-memories) and forgetting (or trying to…)
… It’s okay to feel as if your heart has been stomped on. That’s why we wear it out on our sleeve — to give it some air, some space, to dry it and dust it off, mend it and get back in the game. Not the game of love, mind you. The game of life. If you keep it inside, it stays injured and cannot heal properly…. Onward! Through the fog!
— from a friend’s email this morning. Sometimes friends can still surprise me with their wisdom. I like that.