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Grey's Anatomy 4x7
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Esse episódio é TÃO engraçado.
Grey's Anatomy 4x7
Meredith Grey meme: five relationships
↳ Meredith Grey & Derek Shepherd (Part 3)
Evil Cristina <3
You never know the biggest day of your life is the biggest day.
Prefiro os de agora. Principalmente Alex, Callie e April.
Grey’s Anatomy cast through the years (2005-)
Grey's Anatomy 6x14
"You are young," replied Athos; “and your bitter recollections have time to change themselves into sweet remembrances."
Alexandre Dumas, from The Three Musketeers (thanks, irreverentoxymoron)
But regardless, always, we are found.
Cecelia Ahern, from A Place Called Here (thank you, e-e-not-cummings)
Before reaching the final line, however, he had already understood that he would never leave that room, for it was foreseen that the city of mirrors (or mirages) would be wiped out by the wind and exiled from the memory of men at the precise moment when Aureliano Babilonia would finish deciphering the parchments, and that everything written on them was unrepeatable since time immemorial and forever more, because races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth.
One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez (via the-final-sentence)
All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great Story which no one on earth has read: which goes on for ever: in which every chapter is better than the one before.
The Chronicles of Narnia: The Last Battle, by C. S. Lewis (via the-final-sentence)
[Maybe I ain’t too old to start over, I think and I laugh and cry at the same time at this.] Cause just last night I thought I was finished with everthing new.
Kathryn Stockett, The Help (via the-final-sentence)
But, in spite of these deficiencies, the wishes, the hopes, the confidence, the predictions of the small band of true friends who witnessed the ceremony, were fully answered in the perfect happiness of the union.
Jane Austen, Emma (via the-final-sentence)
As the first stars came out Coraline finally allowed herself to drift into sleep, while the gentle upstairs music of the mouse circus spilled out on to the warm evening air, telling the world that the summer was almost over.
Coraline, by Neil Gaiman (via the-final-sentence)
[His body was hanging on the archway. Slowly, very slowly, like two unhurried compass needles, the feet turned towards the right; north, north-east, east, south-east, south, south-south-west; then paused, and, after a few seconds, turned as unhurriedly back towards the left.] South-south-west, south, south-east, east….
Aldous Huxley, from Brave New World (thanks, punctiliousness)
A last word from your narrator: I am haunted by humans.
The Book Thief by Markus Zusak (via the-final-sentence)
I can’t keep that up: if I’m watched to that extent, I start by getting snappy, then unhappy, and finally I twist my heart round again, so that the bad is on the outside and the good is on the inside and keep on trying to find a way of becoming what I would so like to be, and what I could be, if…there weren’t any other people living in the world.
Anne Frank: Diary of a Young Girl (via the-final-sentence)
Lastly, she pictured to herself how this same little sister of hers would, in the after-time, be herself a grown woman; and how she would keep, through all her riper years, the simple and loving heart of her childhood; and how she would gather about her other little children, and make their eyes bright and eager with many a strange tale, perhaps even with the dream of Wonderland of long ago; and how she would feel with all their simple sorrows, and find a pleasure in all their simple joys, remembering her own child-life, and the happy summer days.
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll (via the-final-sentence)