I have many thoughts on Lady Bird, but one of the things I want to thank Greta Gerwig for is for reinforcing how fucking essential Merrily We Roll Along is when it comes to dealing with dreams and disappointments while coming of age.
harry gets lots of offers from historians, journalists - just about anyone willing to pick up a quill tbh - but the only authorised biography that gets published in his lifetime is co-written by luna lovegood and lee jordan. part graphic novel (images courtesy of dean thomas), part choose your own adventure, and roughly 80% quibbler-esque misinformation, it is common knowledge that if you want an autograph, the only paper he’ll sign is that book.
Even if it feels like pain tries to rend your heart asunder. Even if suffering threatens to twist your smile.
Live. That is my prayer. My wish. And remember. Remember me. My father. My mother. My footsteps. My life. Help me believe it wasn’t all in vain. Help me believe it had meaning.