Stephanie Miranda

“The unborn” are a convenient group of people to advocate for. They never make demands of you; they are morally uncomplicated, unlike the incarcerated, addicted, or the chronically poor; they don’t resent your condescension or complain that you are not politically correct; unlike widows, they don’t ask you to question patriarchy; unlike orphans, they don’t need money, education, or childcare; unlike aliens, they don’t bring all that racial, cultural, and religious baggage that you dislike; they allow you to feel good about yourself without any work at creating or maintaining relationships; and when they are born, you can forget about them, because they cease to be unborn. You can love the unborn and advocate for them without substantially challenging your own wealth, power, or privilege, without re-imagining social structures, apologizing, or making reparations to anyone. They are, in short, the perfect people to love if you want to claim you love Jesus, but actually dislike people who breathe. Prisoners? Immigrants? The sick? The poor? Widows? Orphans? All the groups that are specifically mentioned in the Bible? They all get thrown under the bus for the unborn.”
― Methodist Pastor David Barnhart

“. . . to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever. It is in your very skin.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone

“— he let out a piteous moan — go on, Harry — higher than that — good —”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

“and what a waste of time, when after all that, I’m going to kill you tonight.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone