“Where nature with accustomed round Sweeps and garnishes the ground With kindly beauty, warm or cold Alternate seasons never old: Heathen, how furiously you rage, Cursing this blood and brimstone age, How furiously against your will You kill and kill again, and kill: All thought of peace behind you cast, Till like small boys with fear aghast, Each cries for God to understand, 'I could not help it, it was my hand.” HelpingHandsAgeBehindsBoysBloodCryColdSeasonsRoundsCastsWarmRageAccustomedBehind YouCursingHeathenAghast Book:Country Sentiment Source: Country Sentiment
“Then I saw it. I saw a mom who would die for her son. A man who would kill for his wife. A boy, angry and alone. Laid out in front of him, the bad path. I saw it. And the path was a circle. Round and round. So I changed it.” MenDiesBoysPathSawsWifeFrontsChangedSonMomAngryRoundsCircles Author:Rian Johnson
“Early on, girls begin to menstruate, which is dramatic but not obvious to their playmates. They grow taller and rounder, but underneath their makeup they are still recognizably themselves. For boys it is far more disorienting. Puberty comes later, sometimes much later, and its delay is humiliating. While the tall round girls are getting themselves up like grown women, the prepubertal boys, with their featureless, hairless bodies, are just dirty little kids who could pass for the children of the hypermature girls.” ChildrenLittlesStillsSometimesBodyKidsGirlGrowsBoysRoundsObviousDirtyDramaticMakeupTallDelayLittle KidHumiliatingPubertyGrown Women Author:Frank Pittman