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[M]any of the 39 Democrats that voted for the Stupak Amendment still voted against the final bill.  Had all 39 Democrats who were voting against the bill anyway voted against Stupak, the amendment would have been soundly defeated.  But this way they protected their own interests at the expense of millions of women in the United States.
— Many Dems Who Voted For Stupak Still Voted Against the Bill | RHRealityCheck.org (via notemily) (via abbyjean)
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permalink Garry Winogrand, Texas State Fair, Dallas, Texas, 1964. Gelatin silver print.

Garry Winogrand, Texas State Fair, Dallas, Texas, 1964. Gelatin silver print.

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permalink Pierre Bonnard, Parallelement [Written by Paul Verlaine], 1900. Lithograph in rose ink.

Pierre Bonnard, Parallelement [Written by Paul Verlaine], 1900. Lithograph in rose ink.

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permalink Edward Steichen, Agnes Ernst, 1908. Platinum print.

Edward Steichen, Agnes Ernst, 1908. Platinum print.

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pale horse, pale rider

by katherine anne porter

“Adam,” she said, “the worst of war is the fear and suspicion and the awful expression in all the eyes you meet…as if they had pulled down the shutters over their minds and their hearts and were peering out at you, ready to leap if you make one gesture or say one word they do not understand instantly. It frightens me; I live in fear too, and no one should have to live in fear. It’s the skulking about, and the lying. It’s what war does to the mind and the heart, Adam, and you can’t separate the two - what it does to them is worse than what it can do to the body.”

Adam said soberly, after a moment, “Oh, yes, but suppose one comes back whole? The mind and the heart sometimes get another chance, but if anything happens to the poor old human frame, why, it’s just out of luck, that’s all.”

“Oh, yes,” mimicked Miranda. “It’s just out of luck, that’s all.”

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permalink this is the one i read when i was in colorado. my my my, i spent so many nights in tears because of it patrickwilson: I am reading this right now. I purchased it for Rebecca a couple years ago for her birthday, and now I totally wish I had it for myself. I swear I want to quote every poem in this book and fill my Tumblr with Rumi. I can’t even handle it.

this is the one i read when i was in colorado. my my my, i spent so many nights in tears because of it

patrickwilson:

I am reading this right now. I purchased it for Rebecca a couple years ago for her birthday, and now I totally wish I had it for myself. I swear I want to quote every poem in this book and fill my Tumblr with Rumi. I can’t even handle it.

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permalink reckon: Edvard Munch via sokaris73

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Edvard Munch

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The people were crowding into the aisle, bringing out their cigarette cases ready to strike a match the instant they reached the lobby; women with waved hair clutched at their wraps, men stretched their chins to ease them of their stiff collars, and Chuck said, “We might as well go now.” Miranda, buttoning her jacket, stepped into the moving crowd, thinking, What did I ever know about them? There must be a great many of them here who think as I do, and we dare not say a word to each other of our desperation, we are speechless animals letting ourselves be destroyed, and why? Does anybody here believe the things we say to each other?
— Katherine Anne Porter, from Pale Horse, Pale Rider
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permalink Weegee, At the Palace Theater, 1945. Gelatin silver print.

Weegee, At the Palace Theater, 1945. Gelatin silver print.

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