#hans

A brick is a biographical film in which a young orphan brick from the wrong side of the track grows up to be one of the most important bricks in all brick kind, as it is now quite literally the cornerstone of one of America’s greatest ballparks.(Fenway) ↗

— Nicole McKay

#baseball #brick-and-blanket-iq-test #brick-and-blanket-responses #brick-and-blanket-test #brick-and-blanket-uses

There," she said. She rocked him back and forth. "There, you foolish, beautiful boy who wants to change the world. There, there. And who could keep from loving you? Who could keep from loving a boy so brave and true? ↗

— Kate DiCamillo

#boys #children #love #orphans #beauty

What's Love, if not this folly of a wider space, taking us to an innermost Love. ↗

— Teddy Crispin

#poetry #love

A mermaid has not an immortal soul, nor can she obtain one unless she wins the love of a human being. On the power of another hangs her eternal destiny. ↗

— Hans Christian Andersen

#love

They call each other `E.’ Elvis picks wildflowers near the river and brings them to Emily. She explains half-rhymes to him. In heaven Emily wears her hair long, sports Levis and western blouses with rhinestones. Elvis is lean again, wears baggy trousers and T-shirts, a letterman’s jacket from Tupelo High. They take long walks and often hold hands. She prefers they remain just friends. Forever. Emily’s poems now contain naugahyde, Cadillacs, Electricity, jets, TV, Little Richard and Richard Nixon. The rock-a-billy rhythm makes her smile. Elvis likes himself with style. This afternoon he will play guitar and sing “I Taste A Liquor Never Brewed” to the tune of “Love Me Tender.” Emily will clap and harmonize. Alone in their cabins later, they’ll listen to the river and nap. They will not think of Amherst or Las Vegas. They know why God made them roommates. It’s because America was their hometown. It’s because God is a thing without feathers. It’s because God wears blue suede shoes. ↗

— Hans Ostrom

#elvis-presley #emily-dickinson #hans #heaven #in

Orphans are the only ones who get to choose their fathers, and they love them twice as much. ↗

— Adam Johnson

#love

…there is no other logical explanation for how things ultimately worked out except by God’s hand. ↗

— Kim De Blecourt

#international-adoption #kim-de-blecourt #orphans #ukraine #until-we-all-come-home

We, who have so much, need to reach out to the orphans of this world and show them the care, hope, and love they deserve. ↗

— Kim De Blecourt

#international-adoption #kim-de-blecourt #orphans #ukraine #until-we-all-come-home

You are stranded in a culture where you can’t trust many, you don’t fully understand the language, and you can’t read the signs—and at the same time you try not to let on that you can’t do those things. ↗

— Kim De Blecourt

#ginger-kolbaba #international-adoption #kim-de-blecourt #orphans #until-we-all-come-home

We formed an impromptu circle just so we could look at each other and memorize faces. We hardly noticed the waiting officials. We hardly noticed anything but our little family whose ties weren’t loosening at all. In fact, this impending separation only seemed to be binding us together with a double overhand knot, hard to untie and unfailing. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#desperation #family #glass-girl #government #grief