Oh Captain, My Captain

You may call me Mr Keating. Or for the more daring among you, 'Oh Captain. My Captain.'

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                We lay on our backs looking at the ceiling and wondering            what God had thought when he made life so sad and disinclined.

                     CHARLIE // KEATING // TODD // NEIL // KNOX

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"So avoid using the word ‘very’ because it’s lazy. A man is not very tired, he is exhausted. Don’t use very sad, use morose. Language was invented for one reason, boys - to woo women - and, in that endeavor, laziness will not do."

- Robin Williams as John Keating 

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Get To Know Me || [3/5] favorite movies || Dead Poets Society (1989) ||

You must strive to find your own voice. Because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all.

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His gaze moved towards the floor, unable to speak his thoughts. How could he bring this up with the idea in mind that his teacher wouldn’t judge him? Sure, Knox h o p e d that he wouldn’t, but he couldn’t say he knew the older man very well.

But why would Mr. Keating judge him? Sure, if it was his father he was telling, there would be a huge fight and a lot of physical abuse occurring, but this wasn’t his father. This was one of his teachers, the cool one. As he gazed up at the man, he gave him a weak smile before opening his mouth to speak.

       “How can someone stop themselves from being in love?”

The question rang in the air like a bell, although it was only heard between the two of them. Knox Overstreet: A normal, nervous teenager. But this situation was anything but normal for him. He was speaking about one of his friends, for god’s sake!

      “I love someone I shouldn’t. Someone who doesn’t love me back.           I mean, at least I don’t think this person loves me back…”

The brunette feels himself growing angry just thinking about the other boy he claims to be in love with. But it’s not that he thinks he’s in love. No, he KNOWS it. He can feel it when he looks at him. The way his heart races, the way his stomach flips. It’s all very cliche.

       “I need to stop being in love with … this person.”

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The question didn't come as too much of a shock to Mr Keating. Boys of that age would often find themselves lovesick from time to time. He certainly did when he was younger, spending his days trying to woo girls with poetry and literature - it rarely worked, but he still looked back on that time with a certain degree of fondness. The teacher smiled softly, nodding as he mulled over all of the possible answers. 

          ''You certainly have come to me with a  difficult question, Mr Overstreet.              I can't say I know for sure. There isn't any real solution to things like              this, believe me there would be far less heartbreak in the world if we              could decide the people with whom we fall in love.

             I assure you, we have all, and will all, fall in love with somebody that              we shouldn't - though most people are not wise enough to recognise               that fact - and for that I commend you.''

He notices the boy's avoidance of gender specific pronouns, and so decides not to comment, that was hardly his place, nor would it bother him either way,

           ''You're uncertain about this person's feelings, of whether or not they              would reciprocate. How are you so sure that you shouldn't feel               this way about them, when you don't know how they feel about you?''

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Now, we all have a great need for acceptance. But you must trust that your beliefs are unique, your own, even though others may think them odd or unpopular, even though the herd may go, “That’s baaaaad.”

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Dead Poets Society (1989)

[thefilmgods]

Dead Poets Society, 1989

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The male nods, writing this down on the piece of paper he has so he can remember that for another time. However, that’s not the real reason why he’s in Keating’s office.

            “I’m, uh… Look, I’m not here to discuss Shakespeare.                I need advice and I know you won’t judge me.”

Knox hopes he won’t, at least. That doesn’t stop any of his nerves that are running through his body, making his hands shake and knees tremble. He takes a seat in the chair beside Mr. Keating’s desk, deciding he’d rather not fall onto the floor due to his legs giving out at any moment.

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                   ''I could have guessed. It's actually rare that people                     approach me to discuss literature. It usually happens                     the other way round.''

Mr Keating laughs lightly as he turns in his chair to face his student, offering a kind smile. He places his pen down on the desk beside him, and focuses his full and undivided attention on Knox. Nodding as his own lack of judgement is mentioned, he feels glad that his students are able to come to him, and notices the young boys nerves.

                 ''Of course. Just what is it that I can help you with                   today, Mr Overstreet?''

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Dead Poets Society

[kennishvasquez]

       She dropped the spray paint with wide eyes.         Please don’t be a cop, please don’t be a cop…

”I- Uh, I’m sorry. No. I probably…no.”

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''Well, at least you're aware of that.    Don't worry, I'm not planning on turning you in. It's quite an interesting piece...''

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                          “I was wondering: can you help                    me figure out what this saying means?           —Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath…” 

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''The Merchant of Venice... not my favourite play,  but quite excellent in it's own right. I take that line to mean, The person who chose me must give and be aware of the dangers.. Antonio must repay Shylock all he owes or Shylock will take a pound of his flesh...''

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kennishvasquez liked for a starters (a million years ago I'm so sorry).

''Are you sure you should be doing that?''

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                                  What will your verse be?

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''Ah, good evening, Mr Overstreet.        What can I do for you?''

[first-to-stand]

    “I— I dunno. I didn’t want to be an             accomplice so I LEFT, but,             now I kind of wish I’d stayed.                      He’s going to give                      me hell for this later…

                       It was some kind of stunt he                        wanted to pull in the library,                                      I- I dunno…”

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''An accomplice? Well, Mr. Anderson, depending on the severity of what he was planning, I don't see much reason for you to worry about that. 

                  Charlie does have an issue                   knowing when to draw the line now                   and again, I've found. Is this, stunt                    something that could get him removed                   from Welton, do you think?''

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“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race, and the human race is filled with passion…”

— John Keating (Robin Williams in Dead Poets Society)