Oh honey, It was all in the moment;

"Father have mercy. I know that I have gone astray. When I say my reflection it was a stranger beneath my face." - The Lament of Eustace Scrubb

[theliteraryjournals]

Tell me where it hurts, she’d say. Stop howling. Just calm down and show me where. But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever stop howling.

Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin  (via theliteraryjournals)

[wnq-movies]

We hear very little and we understand even less.

Casablanca (1942), Dir. Michael Curtiz (via wnq-movies)

[rogerhealey]

character posters: Mr. Ollivander

A magic wand … this was what Harry had been really looking forward to.

The last shop was narrow and shabby. Peeling gold letters over the door read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC. A single wand lay on a faded purple cushion in the dusty window.

A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as they stepped inside. It was a tiny place, empty except for a single spindly chair which Hagrid sat on to wait. Harry felt strangely as though he had entered a very strict library; he swallowed a lot of new questions which had just occurred to him and looked instead at the thousands of narrow boxes piled neatly right up to the ceiling. For some reason, the back of his neck prickled. The very dust and silence in here seemed to tingle with some secret magic.

‘Good afternoon,’ said a soft voice. Harry jumped. Hagrid must have jumped, too, because there was a loud crunching noise and he got quickly off the spindly chair. An old man was standing before them, his wide, pale eyes shining like moons through the gloom of the shop.

[rosetylecr]

The most exciting thing about working on Stranger Things is getting to work on Stranger Things. The cast is great, the story is great, the crew and production team are great. You would think with that formula I’d have been better prepared for such a massively positive response, but I was still very much surprised.

[wnq-writers]

Do not fall in love with someone who doesn’t cherish the smallest parts of who you are, because that’s what makes you, you. And if they can’t love that, then how can they love you at all?

julisahotcoco

[wnq-writers]

It’s the love of people around us that keeps us whole. In absence of that love, we begin to fall apart.

bibliophilic-loner

[cuipid]

[softplum-deactivated20210407]

moodboard for @lush-folly

[magic-of-eternity]

[rosey-ballerina-deactivated2017]

The prettiest chandeliers I’ve ever seen

[alarkling]

[themandalorlan]

mnemosyhne:

character posters + doodles.

                           » ginny weasley.

[tottymachine]

Karen Gillan

[theliteraryjournals]

The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God!

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment (via theliteraryjournals)

[atraversso]

[sunbathe]

https://www.instagram.com/p/BL5gS54lAL2/

[frdszhr]

[wordsnquotes]

This November there seems to be nothing to say.

Anne Sexton,“Letter to Tillie Olsen”, A Self-Portrait in Letters  (via wordsnquotes)