“All things share the same breath – the animal, the tree, the human … The perfumed flowers are our sisters; the deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices of the meadows, the body heat of the pony, and people – all belong to the same family … What are people without animals? If all the beasts were gone, humans would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the animals soon happens to the people … All things are connected like the blood that unites us. Teach your children what we have taught our children, that the Earth is our mother.”
|—||Chief Seattle’s message to the president, 1854|
- Interviewer: So why do you write these strong female characters?
- Whedon: Because you’re still asking me that question.
“Some people, they can’t just move on, you know, mourn and cry and be done with it. Or at least seem to be. But for me… I don’t know. I didn’t want to fix it, to forget. It wasn’t something that was broken. It’s just…something that happened. And like that hole, I’m just finding ways, every day, of working around it. Respecting and remembering and getting on at the same time.”
|—||Sarah Dessen, The Truth about Forever|
I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.
This is the final installment, on a scale of 1-10, how sad are you to be leaving?
Matthew: 6 and a half.
Rupert: Oh, definitely 9.
Tom: Let’s go to..9. 9 on the sadness scale because we’re still a bit excited about it.
Emma: I would say 10. A full on 10, absolutely!
The other boys are like “6 and a half”!
One of them actually said he was relieved.
“It was sometime in October; she had long ago lost track of all the days and it really didn’t matter because one was like another and there were no nights to separate them because she never slept anymore.”
|—||Sylvia Plath, Tongues of Stone|
We’re so hopeful at the beginning of things that it seems that there’s only a world to be gained, not lost. They say the inability to accept loss is a form of insanity. It’s probably true. But sometimes, it’s the only way to stay alive.
“We’re so hopeful at the beginning of things that it seems that there’s only a world to be gained, not lost. They say the inability to accept loss is a form of insanity. It’s probably true. But sometimes, it’s the only way to stay alive.”