“For I am not Covetous, but as Ambitious as ever any of my Sex was, is, or can be; which makes, that though I cannot be Henry the Fifth, or Charles the Second, yet I endeavour to be Margaret the First”—Margaret Cavendish, The Blazing World
“When they throw the water on the witch, she says, “Who would have thought a good little girl like you could destroy my beautiful wickedness.” That line inspired my life. I sometimes say it to myself before I go to sleep, like a prayer.”—John Waters describes his favourite scene in The Wizard of Oz (via bohemea)
“We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?”—Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451 (via atomology)
If you want to introduce someone new to Andrew Bird, I suggest you use this song. It’s Andrew Bird in a nutshell. Simple guitar strums backing a violin part to which Mr. Bird makes it weep and paired with his classically trained whistling that could rival our feathery friends. But what I love is the evolution of the song into this calypso-island vibe with the bass line in tow.
Andrew Bird has a new album out that I suggest you pick up and is out on tour, to which I also suggest you attend if you’re city isn’t already sold out.
“My own sex, I hope, will excuse me, if I treat them like rational creatures, instead of flattering their fascinating graces, and viewing them as if they were in a state of perpetual childhood, unable to stand alone.”—
Mary Wollstonecraft in A Vindication of the Rights of Women (via boomvagynamite)