Brimming with excitement. :)
Love is love, and there will never be too much.
A beautiful letter written by Fiona Apple in response to a fan named Bill Magee in 2000. Bill Magee was a member of his school’s gay-straight alliance and asked Apple if she can reply with a sentence or two in its support.
[Emphasis mine]
Transcript
Hello Bill,
I got your letter a few days ago, but this is the first chance I’ve had to sit down and write (it’s my day off)
Of course, I’d love to help — sign me up. As far as a few sentences go, here’s what I’ve got — I hope it’s OK:
It’s hard to conjure up some new profound way of commenting on this issue — I’m so tired of it being an issue at all, and I suppose I’m lucky, because I see the truth so clearly. All I know is I want my friends to be good people, and when my friends fall in love, I want them to fall in love with other good people. How can you go wrong with two people in love? If a Good boy loves a good girl, good. If a good boy loves another good boy, good. And if a good girl loves the goodness in good boys and good girls, then all you have is more goodness, and goodness has nothing to do with sexual orientation. A person who loves is a righteous person, and if someone has the ability and desire to show love to another — to someone willing to receive it, then for goodness’ sake, let them do it. Hate has no place in the equation; there is no function for it to perform. Love is love, and there will never be too much.
Fiona Apple
P.S. Right on for doing this, Bill
This is how Friday feels. :)
Made-Up Love Song #43 - Guillemots
I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do,
now there’s poetry, in an empty coke can.
I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do,
now there’s majesty, in a burnt out caravan.
You got me off the paper round, just sprang out of the air,
the best things come from nowhere,
i love you, i don’t think you care.
I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do,
and the symmetry in your northern grin
I love you through sparks and shining dragons, I do,
i can see myself in the refill litter bin.
You got me off the sofa, just sprang out of the air, the best things come from nowhere, I can’t believe you care.
Yes I believe you
Now
“She could not explain or quite understand that it wasn’t altogether jealousy she felt, it was rage. And not because she couldn’t shop like that or dress like that. It was because that was what girls were supposed to be like. That was what men - people, everybody - thought they should be like. Beautiful, treasured, spoiled, selfish, pea-brained.”
― Alice Munro, Runaway
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