There's No Hurry

Maycomb is a tired old town

[thequotejournals]

The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day.

Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via thequotejournals)

[thelovejournals]

You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read.

Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via thelovejournals)

[sheistoofondofbooks]

The human mind is a blackened, overgrown place. Society tries to mow the lawn and trim back the plants, but every one of us is just days away from a wild jungle.

Marisha Pessl, Night Film (via sheistoofondofbooks)

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Marisha Pessl, Night Film

[aseaofquotes]

Marisha Pessl, Night Film

[a-thousand-words]

It’s easy to be yourself in the dark.

Marisha Pessl (via a-thousand-words)

[colourmeread]

June BPC | Day 16: Book stack

[quoted-books]

You are in every line I have ever read.

Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via quoted-books)

[atiredoldtown-blog]

Great Literary Themes for a Wedding

Romeo and Juliet: Poison the wedding cake.

Jane Eyre: Halfway through the ceremony, a deranged-looking woman in white runs screaming down the aisle.

The Great Gatsby: Reception is set casually around a pool with a body floating in it.

Pride and Prejudice: The groom begins his vow with 'Against my better judgments, I have fallen in love with you.'

Lord of the Rings: Destination wedding at a volcano; when the officiator asks for the rings to be presented, throw them into the lava.

Watership Down: Serve rabbit at the reception.

Catcher in the Rye: Tell everyone they're Goddamn phonies, but invite them to the wedding anyway

The Raven: Every line of the vows must end with either "Lenore" or "Nevermore."

[elemesy]

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.

Charles Dickens (via elemesy)

[aseaofquotes]

Marisha Pessl, Night Film

[atiredoldtown-blog]

It feels real in flashes, between long grainy stretches of dizzy static, but those flashes are vivid enough that they throw every other kind of real out of her head and it feels like she's never been anywhere else but here. Then they're gone.

Tana French, The Secret Place

[luciensfox]

“That life - whatever else it is - is short. That fate is cruel but maybe not random. That Nature (meaning Death) always wins but that doesn’t mean we have to bow and grovel to it. That maybe even if we’re not always so glad to be here, it’s our task to immerse ourselves anyway: wade straight through it, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes and hearts open. And in the midst of our dying, as we rise from the organic and sink back ignominiously into the organic, it is a glory and a privilege to love what Death doesn’t touch.” ― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch

[soracities]

You have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness.

William Shakespeare, Much Ado About Nothing (via soracities)

[missbayan]

[latin-student-problems]

[godofthephilosophers]

Final perfect happiness (beautitudo) can only come from the vision of the divine essence. To prove this, two points should be considered. First, man is not perfectly happy as long as something more remains to be desired or sought. Second, the perfection of any power is related to the characteristics of its object. But the object of the intellect is being, that is the essence of a thing…

Thomas Aquinas, The Summa of Theology (Qu. 3. “What is Happiness?”). The First Part of Part II (1269-1270)