#world class chocolate
Stevie Wonder and his first wife, the brilliant singer and songwriter Syreeta Wright (1946-2004) as they celebrate their wedding day on September 12, 1970. Ms. Wright co-wrote “Signed, Sealed, Delivered, I’m Yours” and “If You Really Loved Me” with Mr. Wonder and recorded “With You, I’m Born Again” with Billy Preston in 1979. The newlyweds are seen as they leave Bernette Baptist Church in Detroit en route to their reception. They honeymooned in Bermuda. Photo: Bettman/Corbis.
Stevie and Syreeta. Love it.
"Poetry is part of everything. You can’t have a really good work if it’s not touched by poetry. Poetry manifests itself in millions of ways: as rhythm, metaphor, mood. Sometimes it’s a type of emotional outpouring or necessity that’s not expressed through characters but through feelings. To me, poetry is the tragic sense of man. It’s a way of seeing things in the most complete way, the most absolute, and, to a certain extent, the most perfect. Where there’s no poetry, there’s no beauty, and without beauty no kind of artistic work can exist."
#in a nutshell
#copyrights for real
you won’t find dignity in
the App Store of your latest iPhone,
and it’s not discoverable through those awful videos with those sad girls who writhe around on the hoods of expensive cars.
Dignity is in the quiet clench of your strong jaw when you are studying.
Dignity is in the lovely curve of your mother’s cheek.
So appreciate her.
Dignity is the way you stand up when he or anyone tries to make you feel less than you are.
So stand up.
Stop learning how to twerk,
For your goals, for your future, for your self-respect.
Dignity may belie the volcano beneath,
but it isn’t a lie.
It means you’re holding yourself up and high—
Fall apart in the cool corner of your bedroom if you want, but you’ll get up anyway because by now you’ve learned that it all passes.
All of it and everything.
Because dignity is everything.
Not him. He’s not everything.