To combine is to create; to engineer, divine.

She says, up yours.

Already the little boat was no more than a swirl of smoke and fire behind them, almost lost in the immensity of the dawn sea. There was no going back; her only road was forward.


Elizabeth Taylor

"This episode was all about how the tiniest, seemingly innocuous disturbances can throw off the orbit of a person’s life, sending him or her careening off and colliding into other people’s paths: a misplaced purse, a malfunctioning conference-call box, a love note removed from a vase of flowers. (And that’s what Mad Men is so, so good at: the inevitable yet somehow still surprising consequences of actions we don’t think matter at the time.) It seems Sally came crashing into Don’s ever-more-depressing little universe at just the right moment, offering him what might be the most unconditional love he’s ever known." —The Atlantic

So I’m supposed to let a bunch of dead-eyed white guys shit all over absolutely everything that I stand for?

I am so many people.

to combine, is to create; to engineer, divine.

What are the skills required down here? Organization, fortitude… lack of concern for being unliked?

Just tell the truth.

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Elisabeth Moss with her stylist Karla Welch for The Hollywood Reporter