“The streets are heavily coated with mud. In businesses and stores, a lot of windows are broken,” he said. “We had a number of buildings damaged. I’m sure some will be condemned.” Szarejko said the roof of a building was found on Vermont 100, but no one has been able to determine where it came from.
I was worried to hear that Vermont had been badly hit, but to hear about this happening in Wilmington in particular is really scary for me.
“There are going to be in your life some people who do not want to kiss you. And if you’re not able to reconcile yourself to that fact, you’re going to have kind of a weird, miserable life of narcissism.”—John Green
“Speaking of pictures, these pictures will never be burnt. You are the loveliest female-shaped person on the planet and in the future when you have born children and you complain of all the imperfections which I of course will be completely blind to I shall take out these photographs and hand them to you with a flourish and then we shall have more INCREDIBLE SEX. Old person sex but SEX nonetheless. It’ll be a good day, then. You’ll see. And do I know how to sweet-talk a woman or what?!”—Shoebox Project
First of all, in fairness to this gentleman who raised a question, I absolutely agree that everybody needs to try to tone down the rhetoric.
…Now, in fairness, since I’ve been called a socialist who wasn’t born in this country, who is destroying America and taking away its freedoms because I passed a health care bill, I’m all for lowering the rhetoric.
“In a perfect world, you could fuck people without giving them a piece of your heart. And every glittering kiss and every touch of flesh is another shard of heart you’ll never see again.”—Neil Gaiman (Fragile Things)
“The fundamental mistake I had always made—and that she had, in fairness, always led me to make—was this: Margo was not a miracle. She was not an adventure. She was not a fine and precious thing. She was a girl.”—John Green, Paper Towns
A child knows that real crabs on the beach do not sing and talk like the cartoon crabs in The Little Mermaid. A child can accept all kinds of weird-looking creatures and bizarre occurrences in a story because the child understands that stories have different rules that allow for pretty much anything to happen.
Adults, on the other hand, struggle desperately with fiction, demanding constantly that it conform with the rules of everyday life. Adults foolishly demand to know how Superman can fly, or how Batman can possibly run a multibillion-dollar business empire during the day and fight crime at night, when the answer is obvious even to the smallest child: because it’s not real.
“If they’d had a pleasant, helpful librarian, half my plots would be gone. ‘Cause the answer invariably is in a book, but Hermione has to go and find it. If they’d had a good librarian, that would have been that problem solved.”—JK Rowling (via piranhaheart)
I love it when Sarah Rees Brennan writes about feminism and literature.
A while ago, Karen Healey wrote a post asking women to say positive things about themselves - it was shockingly hard to write positive stuff about myself without adding qualifiers: saying ‘I’m quite’ or ‘I’m a bit’ or ‘But of course not as good as…’ Because if I did, people wouldn’t like me. I wouldn’t like me. I wouldn’t be likable, if I said I was good at something.
People write these heroines because they think the heroines won’t be likable, if they like themselves.
“If we give your daughters and granddaughters access to birth control they will instantly turn into wanton harlots with an insatiable sexual appetite. Because you know women are always on the edge of nymphomaniacal orgiastic abandon! They will pick up the prescription, pop a pill, then bone the pharmacist, the stock boy, and everyone in line for the bus. Why? Because birth control was paid for by the government.”—Stephen Colbert (via ethiopienne)