My very first impression of this symbol was from the the old black and white movie "Arsnic and Old Lace". LOL
Its the comedy story of a guy trying to cope with his mad cousin and his wacky aunts - two very sweet (not) spinster sisters who are very 'prim & proper' except for the fact (between them) that they poison lonely old men
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Some of the Quotes from the film are:
Police Sgt. Brophy: They're two of the dearest, sweetest, kindest, old ladies that ever walked the earth. They're out of this world. They're like pressed rose leaves.
The keywords used by Lynda Hill (in bold type below) in her book The Sabian Symbol as an Oracle are below - couple with some lines from the film.
The struggle to hold onto one's original identity.
Rev. Harper: Have you ever tried to persuade him that he wasn't Teddy Roosevelt?
Abby: Oh, no.
Martha Brewster: Oh, he's so happy being Teddy Roosevelt.
Abby: Oh... Do you remember, Martha, once, a long time ago, we thought if he'd be George Washington, it would be a change for him, and we suggested it.
Martha: And do you know what happened? He just stayed under his bed for days and wouldn't be anybody.
Cab Driver: I'm not a cab driver. I'm a coffeepot!
The need to loosen up emotional blockages.
Lt. Rooney: Who are you? What's your name?
Mortimer: Well, usually I'm Mortimer Brewster, but I'm not quite myself today.
Dr. Einstein: "Where am I? Oh, here I am".
Exclusive Relationships.
Elaine: But Mortimer, you're going to love me for my mind, too.
Mortimer: One thing at a time!
Relationships that have a quiet "knowing".
"Even the cat's in on it!"
Mortimer Brewster to to Dr. Einstein: "Stop underacting, I can't hear you!"
Inner withdrawal.
Jonathan Brewster: "This time, I want the face of an absolute non-enity!"
Not wanting to compromise because of social expectations.
Mortimer: Yeah, yeah, I know that bromide. Something borrowed, something blue - old, new! Rice and old shoes, carry you over the threshold, Niagara Falls — all the silly tripe I've made fun of for years. Is this what I've come to? I can't go through with it. I won't marry you and that's that!
Elaine: [adoring] Yes, Mortimer.
Mortimer: What do you mean, "Yes, Mortimer"? Aren't you insulted? Aren't you going to cry? Aren't you going to make a scene?
Elaine: [adoring] No, Mortimer.
Mortimer: And don't "No, Mortimer" me either! Don't... Don't you see, marriage is a superstition, it... It's old-fashioned, it's... I... Ohhhh...
[He kisses her and hauls her into the marriage license office]
There is an old fashioned belief which says: it is important to our friends to believe that we are unreservedly frank and honest with them, and important to friendship if we are not.
Mortimer: Aunt Abby, how can I believe you? There are twelve bodies in the cellar and you admit you poisoned them.
Abby: Yes, I did. But you don't think I'd stoop to telling a fib.
Mortimer: You didn't want the reverend to see the body?
Abby: Well, not at tea. That wouldn't have been very nice.
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Blessings
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