You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first…
Bobby: i almost tweeted about my hair this morning Bobby: “my hair is very aileen wuornos today” Bobby: it’s doing weird things me: hooking, murdering? Bobby: no it looks like i washed it in a rest stop sink and dried it with a hand dryer POST hooking/murdering.
“If you know someone who’s depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn’t a straightforward response to a bad situation; depression just is, like the weather. Try to understand the blackness, lethargy, hopelessness, and loneliness they’re going through. Be there for them when they come through the other side. It’s hard to be a friend to someone who’s depressed, but it is one of the kindest, noblest and best things you will ever do.”—Stephen Fry (via petrichorstars)
When you’re a lady — even if you’re smart, together, and tough — standing up for yourself can be pretty difficult. Women are supposed to smooth things over, be nice to everybody, and defuse conflict rather than cause it —
“You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked “female”.”—
YES, THIS! This is the other shoe I am always wanting to see fall in the “every shape of every body is beautiful” argument - because, yes, all bodies are beautiful, but no, not everyone has to be beautiful. Yes, you are still wonderful if you are ugly. Yes, you can be ugly. Yes, you can be proud of being ugly. You do not need to be beautiful. There is no moral imperative to be beautiful. You do not owe beauty to anyone. You have not failed if you are not beautiful. You are FINE.
“Self-esteem is for sissies. Accept that you’re a pimple and try to keep a lively sense of humor about it. That way lies grace—and maybe even glory.”—Tom Robbins, ‘Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates’ (via interweber)