April 2012
200 posts
I'm just sitting here and waiting for it to be...
notjustjohn:
To him she seemed so beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary people,...
– Gabriel Garcia Marquez Love in the time of Cholera (via rotule)
I write one page of masterpiece to ninety one pages of shit.
– Ernest Hemingway to F. Scott Fitzgerald, Letters of Note: Forget your personal tragedy (via nevver)
It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in...
– Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid (via clairaudient)
The world is very quiet without you around.
– Lemony Snicket (via dreamingdisorder)
But i must admit i miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you...
– Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters (via dysphorias)
And some who are born live only for minutes,
others for two, or for three,...
– Sharon Olds, from “Everything” (thanks, wearingtheink)
Looking at a built-to-scale version of a newly modeled city, it’s easy to wonder...
– Ava Kofman, on Singapore (Yale Daily News)
All I hear is hollow sound
That’s what interests me about The Doctor because, actually, look at the blood...
– Matt Smith speaking to The Nerdist
(via matt-smith-)
Sherlock: You were wrong, you know. You do count. You've always counted and I've always trusted you. But you were right. I'm not okay.
Molly: Tell me what's wrong.
Sherlock: Molly, I think I'm going to die.
Molly: What do you need?
Sherlock: If I wasn't everything that you think I am, everything that I think I am, would you still want to help me?
Molly: What do you need?
Sherlock: You.
Memory rushes in and has me
sitting before this Remington,
with its keys that...
– Rethabile Masilo, from “Beginning a Poem” (via the-final-sentence)