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The hair, the bosom, the boots, the voice. I mean, it was a CONSTANT examination of my gender. Until I finally marched into the producer’s office and I said ‘You know, Rick, you’ve GOT to stop this. If those people are examining my bosoms with the same intensity as you all are, it gives Star Trek a very bad name indeed.’ Right? Why don’t you just let them learn to trust me, care about me, follow me. Let me become the captain I want to be. Let me endow Janeway with Mulgrew, Mulgrew with Janeway, and then we’ll make a marriage that will last. Otherwise you’re looking at a divorce here.
Kate Mulgrew (x)

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Normally we don’t get involved with private affairs, but the continued outpouring of grief, praise, remembrance, and love for Robin Williams we’ve seen on Tumblr has been staggering. He gave his gifts selflessly, and was a beacon of sorts to those of us who had a weird time figuring out how our energies and talents fit into the world.

Remember, if you’re struggling, there’s help. We love ya, Tumblr.

And goodbye, Robin. We love you, too. 

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We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

Robin Williams

Rest in peace.

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