#familia

Cabbage: a familiar kitchen-garden vegetable about as large and wise as a man's head. ↗

— Ambrose Bierce

#cabbage #familiar #head #large #man

Hatred of the mother is familiar, but the mother's hatred still comes as a surprise. ↗

— Mason Cooley

#familiar #hatred #mother #still #surprise

I got the regular call, that they were doing a Broadway musical of Hairspray, and would I come and audition. I was familiar with the movie, because at the time it came out my lover wrote for Premiere magazine, and we had to see everything. ↗

— Harvey Fierstein

#because #broadway #call #came #come

You know this girl. Her hair is neither long nor short nor light nor dark. She parts it precisely in the middle. She sits precisely in the middle of the classroom, and when she used to ride the school bus, she sat precisely in the middle of that, too. She joins clubs, but is never the president of them. Sometimes she is the secretary; usually, just a member. When asked, she has been known to paints sets for the school play. She always has a date to the dance, but is never anyone’s first choice. In point of fact, she’s nobody’s first choice for anything. Her best friend became her best friend when another girl moved away. She has a group of girls she eats lunch with every day, but God, how they bore her. Sometimes, when she can’t stand it anymore, she eats in the library instead. Truth be told, she prefers books to people, and the librarian always seems happy to see her. She knows there are other people who have it worse—she isn’t poor or ugly or friendless or teased. Of course, she’s also aware that the reason no one teases is because no one ever notices her. This isn’t to say she doesn’t have qualities. She is pretty, maybe, if anyone would bother to look. And she gets good enough grades. And she doesn’t drink and drive. And she says NO to drugs. And she is always where she says she will be. And she calls when she’s going to be late. And she feels a little, just a little, dead inside. She thinks, You think you know me, but you don’t. She thinks, None of you has any idea about all the things in my heart. She thinks, None of you has any idea how really and truly beautiful I am. She thinks, See me. See me. See me. Sometimes she thinks she will scream. Sometimes she imagines sticking her head in an oven. But she doesn’t. She just writes it all down in her journal and waits. She is waiting for someone to see. ↗

— Gabrielle Zevine Zevin

#familiar #mirror #you-know-this-girl #beauty

I think there was a sense that the impact was being lost because the audience was so familiar with the form. You combine that with people's attention spans, which are clearly conditioned to be shorter now, and there's a need to vary the paradigm. ↗

— Jim Lampley

#attention spans #audience #because #being #clearly

The notion of getting under the hood and explaining how something works, that's fairly familiar territory to me. ↗

— Scott McCloud

#fairly #familiar #familiar territory #getting #hood

I am determined to hold on as long as possible, but if I should disappear, I should not have had the time to familiarize my successors with the necessary information. ↗

— Jean Moulin

#determined #disappear #familiarize #had #hold

It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer shakes up the familiar scene, and, as if by magic, we see a new meaning in it. ↗

— Anais Nin

#cease #familiar #function #magic #meaning

Regardless of whether you speak the language or are familiar with a culture, the picture should hold up. ↗

— Herb Ritts

#familiar #hold #language #picture #regardless

This preparatory sort of idealism is the one that, as I just suggested, Berkeley made prominent, and, after a fashion familiar. I must state it in my own way, although one in vain seeks to attain novelty in illustrating so frequently described a view. ↗

— Josiah Royce

#although #attain #berkeley #described #familiar