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Like a magpie, I am a scavenger of shiny things: fairy tales, dead languages, weird folk beliefs, fascinating religions, and more.
Laini Taylor, Lips Touch: Three Times (via wordsnquotes)
People were created to be loved. Things were created to be used. The reason why the world is in chaos, is because things are being loved and people are being used.
John Green,Ā Looking for AlaskaĀ (via wordsnquotes)
This was his cure for low spirits. When you pour your first cup of coffee of the day, if youāre feeling crummy, put a dab of ice cream into it. Itās festive. Then you gotta trudge off like everybody else, like I said, but you got the ice cream with you. Forget art. Put your trust in ice cream.
Charles Baxter, The Feast of Love (via vintageanchorbooks)
Too weird to live, too rare to die.
Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las VegasĀ (via wordsnquotes)
He was a bad painter and a vicious gossip, with a vocabulary composed almost entirely of obscenities, guttural verbs, and the word āpostmodernist.ā
Donna Tartt, The Secret History (via vintageanchorbooks)
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andillica -suddenly dawg in tumblr, famous and all... :-D pino goes tumblr
OURANOPHILIA
[noun]
a love for the sky; an obsession with the heavens.
Etymology: from Latin Uranus, from Ancient Greek Īį½ĻανĻĻ (Ouranós), from Īæį½ĻανĻĻ (ouranós, āsky, heavenā + philia,Ā āloveā.
[Billy Norrby - Sky Cathedral]
Something else is hurting you - thatās why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned soā¦loud you canāt think.
Charles Bukowski (via wordsnquotes)
Donāt hoard the past⦠Donāt cherish anything. Burn it. The artist is the phoenix who burns to emerge.
Janet Fitch, White Oleander (via wordsnquotes)
The more intelligent, the less sane.
George OrwellĀ (via wordsnquotes)
the courage it took to get out of bed each morning to face the same things over and over was enormous.
Charles Bukowski, āThe Freeway Life,ā (via wordsnquotes)
Reblog if your best friend is pretty.
sometimes i try to scroll past this but then i feel guilty
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derti
(adjective) AnĀ untranslatable, Greek word, which describesĀ a troubled state of mind, maybe the result of some deep unhappiness that has to be conquered. Rather than rest in this pain, the Greek reaction is to try to burn your way out of it by throwing yourself passionately into life again. Ā (via wordsnquotes)
You were made to be kissed, often and well.
George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords (via wordsnquotes)
Language does this to our memories - simplifies, solidifies, codifies, mummifies. An oft-told story is like a photograph in a family album; eventually, it replaces the moment it was meant to capture.
Karen Joy Fowler, We Are All Completely Beside Ourselfes
I am eating this noise like mouthfuls of freezing, glittering fog. I am filling with it. I am using it as energy. Because what you are, as a teenager, is a small, silver, empty rocket. And you use loud music as fuel, and then the information in books as maps and co-ordinates, to tell you where you're going.
Caitlin Moran, How To Build A Girl