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Dead Poets Society

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old time is still a flying, and this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying

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Anne of Green Gables

All silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds. you wouldn't change into any of those women if you could, would you want to be that white-lace girl and ware a sour look all your life, as if you'd been born turning up your nose at the world

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Anne of Green Gables

Gilbert Blythe wasn't used to putting himself out to make a girl look at him and meeting with failure. She SHOULD look at him, that red-haired Shirley girl with the little pointed chin and the big eyes that weren't like the eyes of any other girl in Avonlea school. Gilbert reached across the aisle, picked up the end of Anne's long red braid, held it out at arm's length and said in a piercing whisper: "Carrots! Carrots!" Then Anne looked at him with a vengeance! She did more than look. She sprang to her feet, her bright fancies fallen into cureless ruin. She flashed one indignant glance at Gilbert from eyes whose angry sparkle was swiftly quenched in equally angry tears. "You mean, hateful boy!" she exclaimed passionately. "How dare you!" and then - thwack! Anne had brought her slate down on Gilbert's head and cracked it - slate not head - clear across.

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A Fight

a fight is like a fire. you think you have it under control, you think you can stop it whenever you want, but before you know it, it's a living, breathing thing and there's no controlling it and you were a fool to think you could.

- We'll Always Have Summer by Jenny Han

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My bucket list-

finish at least on book in the next month,

go to the waterloo book market in London and leave broke but with books,

go to more independent coffee shops,

get more than 5 hours of sleep.

edit: I completed said bucket list!!

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Things I am living for rn-

- Coffee.

- Books.

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wolfstar quidditch

Lily: *teaches Remus how to plait hair*

Remus: *plaits Sirius's hair for quidditch matches*

Sirius: *squeals internally and continues to brag about his amazing boyfriend's talents*

Sirius: And you promise you will do this every match?

Remus: I promise

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emotional attachment

When you read a book that you didn't think you had any emotional connection with, and then you read a sad post and suddenly become really over-emotional.

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Wolfstar

Remus: talking about how unloveable he is.

Sirius: *visibly sweating*

[leehallfae]

antique store’s drawer on fb // e. e. cummings // john keats // bill dow // henry dumas // @/wonderlandhatter // @/persimmon444 // stardust 2007 // @/wspieranie

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Ways to make a letter more personal.

- tea or coffee-stained paper,

- special methods of folding paper,

- handwritten letters,

- flower pressings,

- the date of when the letter was written,

- quotes that you like,

- what you were listening to while writing the letter, maybe a playlist name or a youtube video,

- a sample of your favorite tea,

- money in your currency (if they have a different currency),

- a recipe that you use often or enjoy,

- old tickets from galleries, movies, and performances, even train tickets.

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A Winters Promise

"Ophelia popped her head around every half-opened door and pressed her nose against every window. Peacocks were freely strutting around on the large table in the lounge. In a theatre auditorium, to rapturous applause, two men were simulating a duel while declaring poetry. In the garden, young aristocrats were enjoying a motor race between the flowerbeds. Beneath the thick fog of the smoking rooms, many nobles had lost their wigs, while some, on the other hand, were wearing little but their wigs. In the library, elderly ladies were reading licentious tales aloud to each other."

- Christelle Dabos, A Winters Promise, page 280