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“The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.”
— Keith Miller
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Marilyn Monroe in Something’s Got To Give, 1962.
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A platform of hate and division assumed power yesterday, but the president is not America. His cabinet is not America. Congress is not america. We are America, and we are here to stay. We march today for our families and our neighbors, for our future, for the causes we claim and the causes that claim us. We march today for the moral core of this nation against which our new president is waging a war. He would like use to forget the words “give me your tired, your poor, your huddles masses yearning to breathe free” and instead take up a credo of hate, fear and suspicion of one another. But we are gathered here, across the country and around the world today to say, Mr. Trump:
James Abbott McNeill Whistler | Nocturne in Black and Gold: The Falling Rocket, c. 1875
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Three young women eat spaghetti on inflatable mattresses at Lake of Capri, 1939 (AP Photo / Hamilton Wright)
Love love love
The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack - and then gently pour your love into that crack.
Keith Miller (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Pierre Molinier, La Grande Mêlée