Anaïs Nin, Trapeze: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1947-1955
Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir
They both want what the other has. David desperately wants to be accepted, to be a people person, life and soul of the party. But he doesn't realize he already has that. His family is elated to see him come back from the trip, he lights up a room when he walks in. And Benji wants to be loved, cared for, but he can not maintain a lasting relationship outside of temporary acquaintances with strangers. And he sits at the airport alone waiting to meet someone who will fill up the hole in him, while David is surrounded by a loving family. And we do not know if they will see each other again.
i want to shake many young women and say you can grow in private. and what i mean by that is that you don’t have to publicly self-flagellate when you don’t know something or when you say something a little insensitive or whatever else. you don’t have to report your Bad Thoughts and Ignorance to the crowd who waits to judge you. you do not have to pay penance. you do not have to issue public statements. nothing more is gained from burying yourself in shame than you could gain by thinking “oh i don’t know about this” and looking it up real quick, or thinking “hm, that wasn’t how i want to behave, i’ll do different next time” and then moving on with your life. no need to choke yourself with it.
Edward Hirsch, from "Late March"
I want to remember it. Probably better we don’t.
SEVERANCE — 2.09: The After Hours