a) starbucks b) girls holding starbucks with their hair in a bun, looking down c) starbucks and boots d) girls in scarves and boots, looking down e) girls in tights and boots, looking down f) starbucks
“The Greeks understood the mysterious power of the hidden side of things. They bequeathed to us one of the most beautiful words in our language—the word ‘enthusiasm’—en theos—a god within. The grandeur of human actions is measured by the inspiration from which they spring. Happy is he who bears a god within, and who obeys it.”—Louis Pasteur
"When I was about 20 years old, I met an old pastor’s wife who told me that when she was young and had her first child, she didn’t believe in striking children, although spanking kids with a switch pulled from a tree was standard punishment at the time. But one day, when her son was four or five, he did something that she felt warranted a spanking–the first in his life. She told him that he would have to go outside himself and find a switch for her to hit him with.
The boy was gone a long time. And when he came back in, he was crying. He said to her, “Mama, I couldn’t find a switch, but here’s a rock that you can throw at me.”
All of a sudden the mother understood how the situation felt from the child’s point of view: that if my mother wants to hurt me, then it makes no difference what she does it with; she might as well do it with a stone.
And the mother took the boy into her lap and they both cried. Then she laid the rock on a shelf in the kitchen to remind herself forever: never violence. And that is something I think everyone should keep in mind. Because if violence begins in the nursery one can raise children into violence.”
Astrid Lindgren, author of Pippi Longstocking, 1978 Peace Prize Acceptance Speech (via withoutawarning)
“A daughter of a good, pure-blood family, a family representing a good mother-child unity for the motherless Harry Potter, Ginny can hardly express her rage overtly. Yet Ginny receives second-hand robes, little attention, and merciless teasing at the hands of her brothers. While her brothers receive the new, glossy books of Gilderoy Lockhart, whom her mother “fancies,” she herself is thrown old, discarded books that symbolically embed a very dangerous diary. It is in this diary that Ginny pours her rage, her disembodied voice that disrupts the school and conjures the immortal boy Tom Riddle, the boy who is really the dark lord himself … The diary emulates the howls of Mrs. Weasley permeating the first third of the novel, howls lavishing attention on her sons without attending to Ginny at all. Yet the diary becomes a howl of Ginny’s own.”—
The Myth of Persephone in Girls’ Fantasy Literature by Holly Virginia Blackford part of my reading list