Remember her hair in the morning before it was pinned, black, rampant, savage with loveliness. As if she slept in perpetual storm.”
— Cormac Mccarthy, Suttree
People need to be encouraged. People need to be reminded of how wonderful they are. People need to be believed in—told that they are brave and smart and capable of accomplishing all the dreams they dream and more. Remind each other of this.
People are strange: They are constantly angered by trivial things, but on a major matter like totally wasting their lives, they hardly seem to notice.
There isn’t much that I feel I need
A silent soul, and the blood I bleed.
With a little girl, and by my spouse,
I only want a proper house.
I don’t care for fancy things
Or to take part in the vicious race,
But to provide for one who asks,
I will with heart on my father’s grave.
I don’t mean
To seem like I care about material things,
Like the social stats.
I just want
Four walls and adobe slats for my girls.—