-Rosemarie Urquico
I detest that this is true about me. I fight self-esteem issues and fear of rejection along with making assumption. I battle on though!
Kitten loved the soft warm rays of sun coming from the windows. The window seat though was her favourite napping, daydreaming, and reading place. Summertime, she thought, made her sweaty and lazy. Spring though was almost perfect. Autumn was chilly and made her cover up lightly. In the Winter she would curl up close to SIR and he would pet her as she shivered. All seasons with Him were perfect. Yes, even the hottest times in Summer. He made her purr and did not mind her scratches, she was so happy with SIR.
-Lady Minx Starra
Anybody can look at a pretty girl and see a pretty girl. An artist can look at a pretty girl and see the old woman she will become. A better artist can look at an old woman and see the pretty girl that she used to be. But a great artist-a master-and that is what Auguste Rodin was-can look at an old woman, portray her exactly as she is…and force the viewer to see the pretty girl she used to be…and more than that, he can make anyone with the sensitivity of an armadillo, or even you, see that this lovely young girl is still alive, not old and ugly at all, but simply prisoned inside her ruined body. He can make you feel the quiet, endless tragedy that there was never a girl born who ever grew older than eighteen in her heart…no matter what the merciless hours have done to her. Look at her, Ben. Growing old doesn’t matter to you and me; we were never meant to be admired-but it does to them.
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| — | Robert A. Heinlein (via nuaira) |
A silhouette of her self reaching up towards both change and transformation, living in the greys though others prefer black and white. -Lady Minx Starra
