who gave the the idea and the quotes

asa1977 "It was just the thought of letting poor people die that gave you a boner"? Really? I am an American liberal, but you’re embarrassing yourself

Oh am I? What about those 24 mio Americans who could lose their healthcare and who possibly couldn’t afford it without Obamacare? What then? If the Republicans’ idea of better healthcare is taking it from millions of people then how else would you describe it? “Yes, the poor can no longer afford necessary treatment, we have done so well”… what else is that?

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I love trees for some reasons and also from this sentence, ❝Imagine if trees gave off wifi signals, we would be planting so many trees and we’d probably save the planet too! Too bad they only produce the oxygen we breathe.❞ So, #GoGreen everyone! And for those out there who smoke, please don’t smoke! Smoking kills you.
Flashback to this green bujo. 💚☘️🌱

Stiltskin Family Bonding: Hot Chocolate

Fandom: OUAT

Relationships: Papafire, Henry & Rumplestiltskin, Neal & Henry

Rating: N/R

Summary: Henry takes his dad and grandfather out for hot chocolate.

AO3

A/N: So this is going to be a little series of drabbles that take place in the same completely non-canon universe as The Camping Trip. Basically the Stiltskin boys will hang out and bond and screw things up and occasionally actually talk to each other. I could be persuaded to add Gideon into the mix at some point too. Any ideas for bonding moments are quite welcome!

This first chapter is for Zappy, who left lovely comments on AO3 and gave me this idea!

Zappy: "…Tbh you could write these three having cocoa together at Grannies and I’d eat it up.“

Chapter 1: Hot Chocolate

Rumplestiltskin eyed the mug in front of him dubiously. Across from him, Neal took an enthusiastic sip. Henry watched him, smiling widely, and Rumplestiltskin saw Neal hide a grimace behind the mug.

“Good, huh?” Henry said eagerly.

“Yeah, it’s…it’s great.”

“Come on, try it, Grandpa!” Henry turned shining eyes on his grandfather.

Oh, that look was truly unfair. He didn’t stand a chance and never would. Rumplestiltskin had always been fond of Henry, but since the revelation that the boy was his kin, the only offspring of his beloved Baelfire, the sorcerer would gladly walk through fire for him, and everyone knew it.

Rumplestiltskin lifted the mug to his lips and sipped, trying, like Neal, to hide his grimace. He enjoyed sweets in general, but the combination of chocolate, whipped cream, and cinnamon was cloying.

“So?” Henry prodded.

Nodding his head, his grandfather adopted what he hoped was a pleased expression.

Henry’s face fell. “You don’t like it?”

“No, no, I like it,” Rumplestiltskin said hastily. To prove it, he drank more deeply, fighting the urge to gag with every gulp. Neal watched, horrified amazement in every feature. “It’s, uh…very…very good,” the sorcerer said at last, showing Henry the empty mug.

Grinning triumphantly, Henry turned to his father. “Told you.”

“I can not believe you just did that,” Neal said, gaping at his father. “You hate hot chocolate.”

“What? No, I don’t!”

“You’re a tea drinker, always have been!” His eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Did you turn it into tea when I wasn’t looking?”

“Of course not!”

“He drank the hot chocolate, Dad. Now pay up.” Henry held out his hand.

Grumbling, Neal fished out a twenty and slapped it into his son’s hand.

“Wait…you…” Rumplestiltskin looked from his son to his grandson in bewilderment. “You…”

“You can get your tea and latte now. Thanks, Grandpa!” Henry waved the bill in the air and rushed from the diner towards the bookshop.

“Did we just get conned by an eleven-year-old?” Neal asked.

“We did indeed.”

Rumplestiltskin couldn’t quite help a proud smile. When he glanced across the booth, he saw that Neal was smiling too.

Okay story time:

You can reuse characters that you have used from other fandoms or ideas or anything. It’s your design and idea, you can expand it however you want.

Let me tell you a story:

Walt Disney used to own this character named Oswald the Lucky Rabbit

(we got him back in 2006, no worries)

But Universal, the company who helped him put on the Oswald cartoons back in the early 1900’s, stripped the rights away from him and as well his own animation team.

It left him with almost nothing left of his old company and works. But himself, Roy, and UB (and some other animators who didn’t sign with Universal) started constructing ideas with the thought of: You think Oswald was good, I’ll show you I can do better than that; in their minds.

Sooner or later, after several construction and ideas, they finally came up with a character: Mickey Mouse.

Quoted by UB Iwerks, “If you gave it long ears, then it was a rabbit; short ears a cat, but if you gave it an elongated nose, then it became a mouse.”

And that is the story on how an old idea, became new and look where it has gotten Disney today? Mickey Mouse can be seen almost anywhere and everyone knows him.

So please, don’t be afraid to take old characters from an old fandom or an old oc and make it into something new. It’s your design, your idea, you work. Make it into something great.

Reasons to read Kings Rising it has quotes like

  • To gain everything and lose everything in the space of a moment. That is the fate of all princes destined for the throne.
  • Only a coward hit a man who wasn’t allowed to hit back.
  • He rules men just by breathing.
  • ‘I would court you,’ said Damen, ‘with all the grace and courtesy that you deserve.’
  • I think if I gave you my heart, you would treat it tenderly.
  •  A kingdom, or this.

Also has quotes like

  • There was a man I was supposed to meet. He’s got all these ideas about honour and fair play, and he tries to keep me from doing the wrong thing. But he’s not here right now. Unfortunately for you.
  • Laurent dealt with the danger of the okton by simply behaving as though it did not exist.
Then the Buddha gave advice of extreme importance to the group of Brahmins: ‘It is not proper for a wise man who maintains (lit. protects) truth to come to the conclusion: “This alone is Truth, and everything else is false.”
Asked by the young Brahmin to explain the idea of maintaining or protecting truth, the Buddha said: “A man has a faith. If he says "This is my faith”, so far he maintains truth. But by that he cannot proceed to the absolute conclusion: “This alone is Truth, and everything else is false.” In other words, a man may believe what he likes, and he may say 'I believe this’. So far he respects truth. But because of his belief or faith, he should not say that what he believes is alone the Truth, and everything else is false.
The Buddha says: 'To be attached to one thing (to a certain view) and to look down upon other things (views) as inferior–this the wise men call a fetter.’
Once the Buddha explained the doctrine of cause and effect to his disciples, and they said that they saw it and understood it clearly. Then the Buddha said:
'O bhikkhus, even this view, which is so pure and so clear, if you cling to it, if you fondle it, if you treasure it, if you are attached to it, then you do not understand that the teaching is similar to a raft, which is for crossing over, and not for getting hold of.’
—  Walpola Rahula, What the Buddha Taught
Snapchat - Sam Wilkinson

[A/N: hope you had a lovely day, mine was horrible. You can request imagines if you want or talk to me if you want, or ask me advices, I’m nice hahah^^]

Masterlist

‘you’re so pretty i swear’ the guy texted me through snapchat.

‘You’re weird. Who are you?’ I texted back and I deleted all the pictures I had on “My Story” feeling a bit ashamed. I used to post a lot of shit on snapchat, not thinking someone would pay attention to it. It wasn’t the main idea.

‘you deleted! L i’m sad baby’ he texted me. ‘a friend of yours gave me ur snap telling me you needed new friends, but you’re so pretty i don’t wanna be ur friend, i wanna kiss ur neck’ he texted again.

That text could have scared me, but it made me smile since he was quoting The 1975 lyrics. ‘Who are you?’

‘my  name’s sam, babygirl’ so this guy’s name was Sam, at least I knew something. ‘and how’s your day, babygirl?’

‘My name is Y/N, not baby girl.’ I replied. He then sent me a picture of him pouting and damn, he was hot. He wasn’t wearing a t-shirt and I could see a bit of his body. Then he sent me another one, focusing on his face. ‘i know, but ur my baby now’ he replied.

‘How do you know about The 1975?’ I asked then.

‘wait, do u know them?’ he asked.

‘Of course, they’re my favourite band. They’re coming to my city next month but I don’t have tickets and they’re sold out.’ I texted back.

‘wait, wait, wait… ur fav band? Where have u been all my life?

I giggled. ‘I’m not really into Rihanna though, but nice.’

‘at least tell me im making u smile’ he said. ‘Yes, you are. Now tell me, how does it come you have my snapchat?’

‘i already told ya babe, a friend of urs told me u needed new friends, but ur so pretty i don’t wanna be ur friend, u know the rest’ I smiled once again. He was nice, at least. ‘Mhm, I really gotta go, Sam. It has been nice talking to you’ ‘does this mean ur gonna delete me?’ ‘No, at least not for now.’ I replied and I left my phone on the top of my bed.

I kind of didn’t want to talk to him because I thought it was weird to someone I didn’t know, and he still told me I was pretty which made me smile. I guess everyone loves being complimented and I was a person who needed sometimes. And I needed that right now. “Hey, I was talking to you!” my best friend yelled at me laughing. “Yeah, sorry. a guy was talking to me through snapchat and I don’t know who he is” “It may be Sam, I gave him today your snapchat” she giggled. “Y/F/N!! You are not supposed to do that!” “I must tell you he is hot, I thought you’d like him.” I blushed and she winked at me. “I know you so well, damn. So you liked him?”

“What, no? I just thought he was hot and sexy, that’s all” I groaned but I giggled then. “Derek’s throwing a party tonight. Please, tell me you’re coming” she begged. “I kind of got mad at him last night so I want to go to his party but now by myself. You know what I mean?”

I nodded. “We could go, what time are we meeting?” She shrugged at my words. “I’m not leaving, lend me your clothes and your make up and-“ “I get it, you can stay and have dinner here for sure” I giggled.

When I went back to my room and grabbed my phone, I had almost 20 snapchats from Sam. It was weird, but I didn’t care after all. I mean, he was handsome and he was flirting with me which was something I could totally cope with.

‘hey babygirl u there?’

‘i know you’ve seen them’

‘this is why i love snapchat’

‘talk 2 me’

I giggled and responded. ‘Hey, sorry. I’ve just seen them.’

‘send me a pic’ he said. ‘No way.’ I replied. ‘it kind of turns me on the fact how you spell, like your grammar is perfect. U must be perfect aswell’ I blushed at his words. ‘I’ll leave the phone again.’ I told him. ‘don’t, i swear im nice’ he said and afterwards sent me a picture of him. ‘Yes, sorry but I have to get ready for tonight.’ I replied and ended up sending him a selfie. ‘thanks babygirl, my day just fot better now’

It took a moment for me to realise what had just happened. ‘You just didn’t screenshoot that!’

‘sorry baby, you looked so good’ he replied. ‘Well, good. I’m not sending you any more pictures, ever.’

‘cmon baby im so sorry’ I didn’t reply, I left my phone again and I started to get ready for the party with my best friend. So I decided to wear a crop top and a skirt, I thought I looked really good, so I put on my makeup and we eventually left.

Derek’s house was crowded, I was starting to think that the whole city was in there. I looked  at my phone, noticing that I had at least 10 snapchats from Sam but I didn’t open them and I grabbed a drink.  

Y/F/N was nowhere to be seen and I was really feeling myself so I started to dance while I was drinking, guys would approach me and I would talk to some of them but whenever they tried to touch me I would mostly  turn their offer down. I wasn’t there expecting to hook up with anyone, I was the kind of girl who did ‘one night stands’ since I knew me and I knew I would get hurt, falling for a guy’s charms was my thing. And I learned to turn fuck boys down before I  could fall for them.

I tried to go out of the house to get a bit of fresh air, since it was so crowded and I couldn’t barely breath but I jumped to someone whilst I was trying it. “Sorry” I mumbled. “It’s fine, you ok?” When I looked up, my jaw dropped. I nodded, and he smiled. “Whoa, I can’t believe this” he was still smiling. “Where were you going? Don’t tell me you’re going home, baby girl” “I just need a bit of fresh air” I told Sam, he was so good looking. I thought he was hot when I saw his pictures but I would have never thought he was going to be this handsome when I saw him face to face.

He grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the house, we started to wander around. “So how come you were in this party, baby girl?” “I told you not to call me baby girl” I said firmly but I failed since a smile escaped my lips. “I bet you like it” he chuckled. “Anyways, are you gonna answer me?” “Yeah, my bestfriend’s Derek’s girlfiend” I responded and shrugged, Sam stopped walking. “Wait, so Y/F/N is your best friend? Does that mean you are Y/N Y/L/N?”

I shrugged and nodded looking at him, he had stopped walking and I realised his hand was still on mine. “Dude, do you know I have had a crush on you for so damn long?” “How does that come?” I asked raising an eyebrow. “I hadn’t even seen any of your pictures but every time Y/F/N would talk about her ‘best friend’ she would always make you  look like you were amazing, but she said you did never want to meet us so I thought-“

“Yes, she told me Derek’s friends were all players, and I’m sick and tired of that” I said without looking at him. We sat on the floor, not too far away from Derek’s house because we could still hear the music. “You’re so beautiful. I meant it when I told you on snapchat, but now I can’t help it and think you’re stunning. You’re-“

“I get what you’re saying, you’re not that bad yourself” I told him and he smiled. After that, we started to talk about a lot of different things and he ended up walking me home. He kissed my cheek like a gentleman and told me he couldn’t wait to see me again.

That night I couldn’t sleep, all I could think about was about Sam. Our talks, he told me he became a fuckboy for no reason. He hadn’t met a girl who made him feel different and I told him about my ex boyfriend who cheated on my countless times. I became so insecure after that, but Sam made me feel better about it. We started to talk about things we liked, like music and films and soon he told me he was going to take me to the cinema.

And he did a week later, he took me to watch ‘The Avangers’. He wouldn’t stop trying to chat with me during the film, so I had to put my hand on his mouth so he would just shut up and then he took me out to have dinner. He was such a great guy, we would always text each other through snapchat because that was how we met.

Until a day I went to Derek’s to meet the guys, just because I wanted to see Sam. I kind of liked him a lot but I didn’t want him to know, at  least not by that time. Anyways, things turned that Sam was seeing a girl and I was so jealous about it, especially because he had brought her to his friend’s house, which meant they were serious.

“Hey, you good?” Nate asked me, he was really handsome. “Yeah, thanks.” “You look a bit upset, honey. Sure you ok?” I sighed. “What happens?”

“Nothing really, I think I should go home. Not really feeling it, I guess” Nate shrugged but said nothing. “I thought Sam asked you out” Nate said. I turned around. “Well, he didn’t” Nate chuckled then. “He doesn’t have a pair of balls to tell you how much he likes you and he plays it cool, but he really does like you” Nate said. “No, he doesn’t. He likes her. However, I’m leaving. Can you tell Y/F/N I wasn’t feeling very well?”

Nate nodded. “I will, Y/N. If you need anything, just call me.”

“Thanks” I called and I left. I went home and tried to get some sleep, I was tired and that day wasn’t helping. I got in bed and started to watch ‘Castle’ to cheer myself up, but Sam wouldn’t stop sending me pictures on snapchat. I opened them but I didn’t see them. Five minutes later he was calling. “What do you want?”

“I want to talk to you, can we meet?”

“It’s 2am, Sam. I’m in bed, not now” I told him a bit annoyed. “I’m outside, baby girl. Let me in.”

“Why would I?”

“Because I love you” he said and I know he meant it as in friend terms, I chuckled. “That’s not a valid reason. I’m sad today, not in the mood to see a single person” I commented, I wanted to tell him to go and fuck that girl but we were friends and I appreciated him. “Baby girl, I swear you won’t regret it.”

I made my way downstairs to open the door for Sam, he was standing there with a big smile but his expression went sad and his smile faded. “Hey, have you been crying?”  

“No. So, what’s the big thing?”

“Baby girl-“

“Don’t call me that Sam.”

“Y/N, what’s the fucking matter with you?”

“What’s the matter with me? Well, thanks for asking. If you haven’t noticed yet, I think I fell in love with you and you act like you don’t see it and you bring that girl around but then you still come here and try to show me you’re the best guy I have ever met. So, what’s the matter with YOU, Sam? Because I’m fine.”

He didn’t say a thing, I crossed my arms on my chest waiting until I was done. “Good night, Sam.”

I didn’t see Sam after that, I made my way to work every day and I tried to not think about him but that was beyond impossible. I was madly in love with Sam and I guess Nate wasn’t right when he told me Sam liked me as well, but I had to risk it.

“Hey, Y/N” my best friend called me. “I know lately you’re not in a good mood, but I’ve got someone who has to tell you something.”

“If it’s Sam, I don’t want to see him” I mumbled. “Oh, c’mon. Let him explain himself, if I weren’t dating Derek, I would reconsider Sam after hearing all what he told me.”

“What did he tell you?” I asked. “Well, he has like a speech ready for you and he practised with me” she chuckled. He’s waiting downstairs. “Tell him I’m dead or not in town” I said but the door opened.

“You’re not dead and you’re in town, so I need to get this off of my chest” Sam said. Y/F/N chuckled and excused herself saying she had to meet Derek. “I miss you” he stated, I didn’t say a thing. “And I know you won’t believe me, but I’m in love with you too. I’m so in love with you but I didn’t know how to act when you said that. I wanted to make things special to you. The girl you met was a friend of mine, she was helping me to make you jealous. After all what you told me about your past relationship… I do not want you to think I would do that, but that day you caught me off of guards. Sorry, I’m really sorry. I haven’t talked to you because I left for a few days-“

“If by days you mean weeks” I mumbled and he chuckled. “Let me finish.”

“I knew I fucked up but I still wanted to make things special with you, so I went to New York and tried to talk to this important man who runs a business in the music industry to get you tickets for The 1975, but he didn’t want to listen to me. So after days trying, I left but then I reminded they were playing in New York, so I stayed-“

“Did you go to the show?” I asked, he shook his head. “No, let me finish baby. I waited for them outside the venue and I saw them when they were about to leave, so I approached them and tried to be nice… Talked to them for a bit and explained I didn’t have tickets for their show.”

“Same here” I commented, he smiled a bit. “I may or may not have a solution to that. But wait, he asked me where was I from and I told him I was from Nebraska and that my not-yet-girlfriend and I really did want to go to their concert. We kept it cool for a bit, I recorded a video for you” I smiled at him before hugging him, then he handed me his phone.

I grabbed it and when I was about to play the video, I looked up “Did you mean it when you said ‘not-yet-girlfriend’?” “I thought you hadn’t noticed it” he smiled shyly. “I did.” “Well, I meant it and I still do” I nodded and played the video while one of my hands grabbed his and intertwined our fingers. He started to caress my hand.

‘So, hello Y/N we have here this guy who’s madly in love with you and we were talking you know. He asked me to make this video saying ‘hi’, so hi babe. But I got a better idea, what about you guys coming to backstage the day of our show? This way I’m sure you’ll get the girl!” Matty said. George was behind him waving and showing backstage tickets. ‘Damn, this is serious?’ Sam asked, his voice was so surprised. ‘Yeah, you guys better be dating then! Good luck!’ I replayed it, but Sam stopped the video, took his phone away to replace it by the backstage tickets.

I looked up. “I would love to go with you, but I would understand if you don’t want me to go” he said. “Well, I already have a person to go with. My boyfriend.” Sam’ face dropped. “Thanks, Sam, for the tickets. I’m sure he’ll love it” I said, I really wanted to laugh. “Oh… Yeah, enjoy it. I better go now” he said.

I waited for him to get up and leave, and when he was on the door frame I called him, grabbed his hand and kissed him on the lips. He leaned on even more to make the kiss deeper and moved his hands all over my body. “You’re the only person I would ever want to go with” I said.  “What about that boyfriend?” he asked confused. I smirked. “Well, he is not-yet-my-boyfriend, but he will soon.”

“Oh” he said then, smirking and wrapping his arms around my waist. “Imma steal his place.” He grabbed his phone and typed something. My phone buzzed, it was a snapchat from Sam, I smiled at him before opening it.

His hands cupped my face and he leaned in to kiss me slowly and rough. I licked my lips when we pulled apart and I opened the snapchat

‘this is only the begging, babygirl

Homosocial space in the eighteenth century gave birth to distinct same-sex relationships that were referred to in popular and literary culture as romantic or intimate friendships. These friendships were important to the women and men who engaged in them - often as important and long-lasting as traditional heterosexual marriages - and were an accepted, praised, and significant social institution. Alan Bray argues that these friendships were largely a product of the Enlightenment - that the ideas of egalitarianism, brotherhood, and rational love (as opposed to uncontrolled, passionate love) helped contribute to a new concept of deeply committed, emotionally passionate friendship between members of the same sex. It is possible that some of these friendships embodied similarities to our contemporary ideas of romantic and sexual relationships. In many ways they were understood as a beneficial and complementary alternative to marriage. A major function of heterosexual marriage was to regulate sexual activity that would lead to reproduction, but this new idea of friendship, for men as well as women, often provided a more enlightening, expressive outlet.
—  Michael Bronski, A Queer History of the United States.

When Sam was little his favorite stories were Winnie the Pooh, with his stuff teddy in his arms he would curl up beside Dean and listen in awe as his dad read him stories about the bear who loved honey and the bonds of love that never seemed to dull no matter what. 

It gave Sam the idea to hug Dean and his dad every chance he got and once he got to know the other hunters he would hug them as well, to let them know that he was thinking about them. 

‘This is a hug from me to you, to let you know I am thinking of you, and although I have nothing to say, you know I have thought of you today.’

When Dean started school Sam feared that Dean might meet someone he likes more than him.

We’ll be friends forever won’t we, Dean?” Sam asked looking up at Dean with pleading eyes. 

Only for Sam would Dean respond, “Even longer.” 

Sam never forgot his love for Winnie the Pooh or the lessons of love he carried with him even if Dean didn’t understand. 

It wasn’t until Cold Oak as Dean waited for the world to burn and end like his had already done did he remember.

If you live to be a hundred, I hope to live hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.

“You can’t leave me yet Sammy. You can’t leave me alone, I’m not ready for life without you.” 

In that moment Dean knew he would damn the world if it meant he had Sam back. 

The Idea of A Person :

So I saw a quote Joseph Gordon-Levitt gave in an interview about one of his movies, (500) Days of Summer. Now, I’ve never seen the movie or know what its about but the quote struck me :

He thinks she’ll give his life meaning because he doesn’t care about much else going on in his life. A lot of boys and girls think their lives will have meaning if they find a partner who wants nothing else in life but them. That’s not healthy. That’s falling in love with the idea of a person, not the actual person.”

Now, for some reason I think that describes Riley and Lucas or what they were TRYING to have.

Lucas has a bad past. He wants to change himself so bad, that he doesn’t think of the consequences. He ‘thinks she’ll give his life meaning’ in a way. Riley is completely the opposite of who he had become. Lucas was so desperate to hide his bad parts that he blindly goes along with whatever (romantic) situation he’s put in.

Don’t get e wrong. I’m sure Lucas loves Riley. But not in the way he’s forcing himself too.

Now the second part. Riley has grown up with the idea of Cory and Topanga. She wants to be JUST like them. She has this idea in her head, that she will meet her first/true love and soulmate and do everything with them just like her parents.

That’s falling in love with the idea of a person, not the actual person.

Its been proven too, that Riley had a pretty big ‘8 year plan’. She basically mapped out her life in her head (most likely it followed her parents story-line or what she knows of it).

She never really seems to want to know anything negative about Lucas either, or anything different than what she thinks him to be. I genuinely believe its only because she’s scared of :

  • Not liking him anymore romantically, and thus her ‘perfect fairytale’ life that she has planned out will be all in vain.
  • Realizing they aren’t compatible.

  • Letting go of her parent’s legacy of being together with your first love. 

That being said, I do believe Riley likes the Real Lucas platonically but she still has a crush on her idea of what she believes him to be.

What interests me about this whole thing is that in GM Master Plan, when Corpanga and Shawn told the girls about Shawngela, the ‘falling in love with a concept’ thing was brought up.

Riley : So basically he fell in love with a concept.

Maya : It was doomed from the start

Riley : Never let me do that.

Maya : I will kill it immediately.

I think the writers are definitely going in this direction (we’ve speculated but everything adds up), because its completely realistic and follows through with all the clues and hints. Most middle school crushes are based on ‘falling for concepts or ideas of the person’.

That’s not always a bad thing. But its true to life.

I have never seen (500) Days of Summer, but even if the story-line is completely different, this quote really seems to describe Riley and Lucas’ relationship.

Thoughts ?

*does the Farkle hand wave thing*

THANK YOU, I AM IFFAH !

:)

  • Q.: 'Listen To What The Man Said' is a wonderful song. Who is the man someone should listen to?
  • Paul: There are many answers to 'Who is the man?' In one way, you could say the man would be as the expression – 'You’re the man!' Another way to look at it is that every religion has a leader who they consider to be 'the man'. And his teachings are generally very positive. I like the idea that I leave it to the people to decide who, in their minds, is the man…
From all my Doctor Who-y-ness, I think that’s the thing I’m most proud of. To go from the little idea my dad had in his head because he was feeling a bit like, “Oh, I’m not in it” to suddenly this big thing with so many people involved … my job as producer was essentially me ringing people going, “Can you be in our film?” And everyone - bar one person - said yes. And it’s amazing the people we got, and the time that they gave, and my dad sitting there at the end of shooting going, “Can we just do one more scene?” Just writing things on the spur of the moment. It felt how making telly would be, just a bunch of people mucking in.
—  Georgia Moffett, re: The Fiveish Doctors Reboot, DWM October 2014
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These last few years, I have found roles and have worked with directors who gave me new inspirations, a new breath. The idea to direct my own movie just grew. Becoming a director is the last step to complete my independence, you are you own chief, you are taking your fate into your own hangs, you can finally express whatever you want, without obstacles. I am far from it, but I am working on it. At this point, I spend all my free time writing.”

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tv meme: [1/5] tv shows - gilmore girls

My mother never gave me any idea that I couldn’t do whatever I wanted to do, or be whomever I wanted to be. She filled our house with love and fun and books and music, unflagging in her efforts to give me role models from Jane Austen to Eudora Welty to Patti Smith. As she guided me through these incredible eighteen years, I don’t know if she ever realized that the person I most wanted to be was her.

He said “There are certain people who if they are absent life becomes hard to bear. Once I asked a fakir from Ajmere (a very holy person): ‘Why these people? Why they and not others?’ He gave me the following reply which I like very much: ‘These are the people who once sat close to you in Paradise.’ It is a beautiful idea, isn’t it, Olivia? That we sat close to each other once in Paradise.
—  Ruth Prawer Jhabvala, Heat and Dust