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HELP!
So, I got up an ran this morning!!! WHOOOO. Go me, I'm awesome. However...I felt a bit sick. It seems like every time I go for a run I feel sick. Especially if I eat something beforehand. No matter what I eat or if I even eat at all, each run is a problem...WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME!?!?!?!?!?
" It was a courageous thing to say. Exposing a sincere emotion nakedly like that at the Devon School was the next thing to suicide. I should have told him then that he was my best friend also and rounded off what he had said. I started to; I nearly did. But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth."
A Separate Peace- John Knowles
Everyone has a moment in history which belongs particularly to him. It is the moment when his emotions achieve their most powerful sway over him, and afterward when you say to this person "the world today" or "life" or "reality" he will assume that you mean this moment, even if it is fifty years past. The world, through his unleashed emotions, imprinted itself upon him, and he carries the stamp of that passing moment forever.
A Separate Peace- John Knowles
It's 3 am and I can't stop thinking about you. Why won't you get out of my head?
Good things are happening to the people I love. I'm so happy for them, but I just want to know... When will it be my turn?
I have the next two days off, the royals are winning, and I feel pretty today. This 8 hour shift can’t bring me down!
They’re not like compact discs or even phonograph records. These are things that had their day and they were replaced. You can say that you’ve seen the same progression with books in that e-books have a lot of nice bells and whistles. But the big difference is that audio recordings of music have only been around for, I’m going to say, 120 years at the most. Books have been around for three, four centuries. There’s a deeply implanted desire and understanding and wanting of books, of needing books, that isn’t there with music. It’s a deeper well of human experience.
Stephen King (via vintageanchorbooks)
While I love books and everything about being able to escape into a new world with the turn of a page, I 100% disagree with this quote. Music is just as important to man as books and stories are. Music has a way of moving a person that is completely unique. Now, I truly believe that books also have this ability, but let us not forget that before man could write a word, he had created music. Cave drawings show that music was a part of man’s early development. Just because we figured out how to write before we figured out how to capture sound on a metal disc, does not mean that music is less important than literature.Â
-a disgruntled music AND book lover
(via outrageousorange)
I always loved you, and if one loves, one loves the whole person as he or she is, and not as one might wish them to be.
Leo Tolstoy- Anna Karenina
Tolstoy: I'm gonna introduce a new character 670 pages into the book! Me: I JUST FIGURED OUT ALL THE OTHER CHARACTERS!
Today I took myself out to lunch, because who better to take care of myself than me!
You don’t have to be pretty like her. You can be pretty like you.
One of the most freeing things I have ever heard (via firecannotkillabadwolf)
…I may or may not have teared up a bit reading this ;)
... But that she loved Karenin for himself, for his lofty, misunderstood soul, for the high-pitched tone of his voice with the long-drawn inflections which she thought charming, for hi weary eyes, for his character, and for his soft hands with their swollen veins. She was not only glad to meet him, but she searched his face for signs of the impression she created on him. She wished to please him not merely by words, but by her whole self.
Anna Karenina- Leo Tolstoy
Watching this little guy while his mom runs some errands. He’s too cute
I had a long set of Skype interviews the other day and I ended up taking a bunch if selfies. I think I was so nervous beforehand that afterwards, I was a bit crazy...
First workout in about 2 weeks. I did a new route since I can't go to the track now that school has started. I am so tired I can't even lift my phone to take a proper picture... I you don't hear from me for a few days, just assume I've died of exhaustion.
He did not know that Levin felt as if he had grown a pair of wings. Levin knew that she was listening to his words and liked hearing him, and that was the only thing he cared about. Not only in that room but in the whole world there existed for him nothing but Kitty and himself; and he had now acquired a great significance and importance. He felt himself at a height that made him giddy, and there, somewhere far below, were all these good excellent Karenins, Oblonskys, and the rest of the world.
Anna Karenina- Leo Tolstoy
