Whisper of the Heart (1995) dir. Yoshifumi Kondō

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Whisper of the Heart (1995) dir. Yoshifumi Kondō
“So popular were these works that Ch’ae Chegong (蔡濟恭; 1720–1799), in his preface to a version of Yǒsasǒ (女四書; Four books for women), notes that reading popular novels had become a major social problem. He laments that women while away their days reading popular novels while neglecting their household work.”
(Emanuel Yi Pastreich, Chinese Vernacular Narrative in Chosǒn Korea, 81)
Women be reading
i recently learned to crochet!!! meet my 3 sons the apple brothers
i think frequent recurring serious self-reflection is important for a lot of reasons but one of them is that being aware of who you are + what you want & what you want to work on + how you are working on it, is that it makes you harder to influence and advertise to
Please remember that almost everyone around you is traumatized. I didn’t understand this when I was younger. I wondered why people acted so strangely and irrationally. Maybe all children wonder this. The author Robert Anton Wilson said (paraphrasing), “We have never seen a completely sane adult human.” No one makes it out of this life alive. It’s not their fault. Mercy, kindness, forgiving — these are what makes one human. They are other names for love. People break in the strangest of ways.
“Under the present brutal and primitive conditions on this planet, every person you meet should be regarded as one of the walking wounded. we have never seen a man or woman not slightly deranged by either anxiety or grief. we have never seen a totally sane human being." — Robert Anton Wilson
do you meet the happy?
its so lovely & walking
my friends keep trying to look in the mirror but i dont have mirrors in my car so i fixed it
there is this really specific thing that very Online women of a certain age (mostly older millennials and younger gen x in my experience) who are married to a man will do where they will refer to their husbands as "Mr. (Part of My Username)"
so like if the username is something like "dancingwithbears" they'll refer to their husband as "Mr. Bears"
i think it is extremely charming
araki in nebraska: fuuuuck dude what if there was an enemy
this would have got 100k notes as a tumblr post in 2018
Watching my toddler figure out how to language is fascinating. Yesterday we were stumped when he kept insisting there was a “Lego winner” behind his bookshelf - it turned out to be a little Lego trophy cup. Not knowing the word for “trophy”, he’d extrapolated a word for “thing you can win”. And then, just now, he held up his empty milk container and said, “Mummy? It’s not rubbish. It’s allowed to be a bottle.” - meaning, effectively, “I want this. Don’t throw it away.” But to an adult ear, there’s something quite lovely about “it’s allowed to be a bottle,” as if we’re acknowledging that the object is entitled to keep its title even in the absence of the original function.
Another good post to read for those writing small human characters.
My son was about three when he came to me in the middle of the day and said, “Mommy, there’s a knight behind the bush.” I thought he meant a toy knight or something. So I follow him outside and he goes, “Listen. Do you hear it? It’s night behind the bush.” It was a cricket. A cricket was standing in the little patch of shade under the bush, chirping. So, my son saw this dark area with accompanying nighttime sounds and decided, okay, well, that is a night right there. Their brains are incredible.
My little bean knows she’s two, constantly saying proudly ‘I’m two!’ And the other day she saw this very frail old lady who looked one foot in the grave, pulled a face and said ‘oh shiiiit. She’s three.’ I almost screamed.
I live in Korea and have a lot of international friends, and the same is true with language barriers in adults.
*Looking at a bowl of pears* “Can you please pass me the… apple’s friend?”
OH SHIT SHE’S THREE
the two year old bean is now 11, that’s how long this post has been going around, and I STILL bust out laughing like a maniac whenever I read ‘oh shiiiit. She’s three.’
Yeah, I’m not ready for foz’s kid to be a teen….
@elodieunderglass I’m going to hold your hand when I say this -
when I was very small, I used to get scared by the car going fast on the highway and shout, “don’t run, don’t run!” at my parents
Never make me go to Illinois again. I long for my country Philadelphia. I hate it here. Fuck Chicago.
Sighs loudly and dramatically in a way that suggests I desire attention
weighted blanket's not enough i need to be compressed by a hydraulic press
namesakes of temperature scales and how real they sound:
Anders Celsius: yeah sure that's the name of a scientist I'll believe that
William "Lord Kelvin" Thompson: there's something really british going on here with that title but I suppose it checks out
Dan Fahrenheit: literally shut up