Aesthetic Tales

So, Christmas was meant to last just one day, and maybe it's simply better that way. It's a time to be treasured. It can't always be here, but the feeling it gives us can last the whole year.

Once Upon a December | Anastasia (1997)

But, Grandmother Willow, what is my path? How am I ever going to find it?

God, help the outcasts, hungry from birth Show them the mercy they don't find on earth God, help my people, we look to you still God, help the outcasts, or nobody will

Poster Remake | Finding Nemo (2003)

Now listen, it’s the sixth stop, called Swamp Bottom. Make sure you get it right! There used to be a return train, but these days it’s a one-way ride.

Who is that girl l see staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection someone I don't know? Somehow I cannot hide who I am though l've tried When will my reflection show who I am inside?

Waltz of the Flowers from Disney’s Fantasia (1940)

I think there must be something wrong with me, Linus. Christmas is coming, but I'm not happy. I don't feel the way l'm supposed to feel. I just don't understand Christmas, I guess. I like getting presents, and sending Christmas cards, and decorating trees and all that, but I'm still not happy. I always end up feeling depressed.

Spirit, I will honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year. I will not shut out the lessons of the past, nor present, nor future.

She's my sister. She would never hurt me.

Thanksgiving is more than eating, Chuck. You heard what Linus was saying out there. Those early pilgrims were thankful for what had happened to them. And we should be thankful too. We should just be thankful for being together. I think that's what they mean by "Thanksgiving", Charlie Brown.

I want much more than this provincial life I want adventure in the great wide somewhere I want it more than I can tell And for once it might be grand to have someone understand I want so much more than they've got planned

I'm still training to be a witch. If I lose my magic, that means I've lost absolutely everything.

P.S. If you really are a fake, don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon? Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Poster Remake | Anastasia (1997)