‘If I should die,’ said I to myself, ‘I have left no immortal work behind me - nothing to make my friends proud of my memory - but I have lov’d the principle of beauty in all things, and if I had had time I would have made myself remember’d.’ - John Keats
“Like so many Americans, she was trying to construct a life that made sense from things she found in gift shops.” - Kurt Vonnegut
27. screenwriter. watcher of movies. taco lover extraordinaire. drinker of coffee. listener of music. I am obsessed with classic films, contribute to YAM Magazine, run this site: http://cinema-fanatic.com and do social media for Warner Bros. and Rotten Tomatoes
So this was Easter 24 years ago. That awful day when I got NO EGGS because I was too confused by all the chaos of rabid little kids, running around snatching colored eggs. I was so sad when it was all over that I was bawling and my mom came over to comfort me (we were wearing matching dresses) and the newspaper snapped this photo of us. What happened afterwards, though, is why no matter how sad I get, I know that deep down we live in a beautiful world. A little girl, wholly unprompted by any adults, came up to me and gave me some of her eggs. I think to this day, it may well be the kindest gesture anyone has bestowed on me. Too bad I was too little to properly thank her. But not an Easter goes by that I don’t think about how wonderful she was to me and how I hope all is well for her and hers.