"You know you’re in love when you can’t fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams."Dr. Seuss
April 15, 2013 at 7:22 AM | Post Permalink | 3 notes
“I’m in love with you,” he said quietly. “Augustus,” I said. “I am,” he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. “I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.” March 1, 2013 at 1:27 AM | Post Permalink | 15 notes
"In love the paradox occurs that two beings become one and yet remain two."Erich Fromm
January 27, 2013 at 1:13 PM | Post Permalink
"Somebody loves you if they don’t mind the quiet. They don’t mind running errands with you or cleaning your apartment while blasting some annoying music. There’s no pressure, no need to fill the silences. You know how with some of your friends there needs to be some sort of activity for you to hang out? You don’t feel uncomfortable just shooting the shit and watching bad reality TV with them. You need something that will keep the both of you busy to ensure there won’t be a void. That’s not love. That’s “hey babe! I like you okay. Do you wanna grab lunch? I think we have enough to talk about to fill two hours!” It’s a damn dream when you find someone you can do nothing with. Whether you’re skydiving together or sitting at home and doing different things, it’s always comfortable. That is fucking love."Thought Catalog, How To Tell If Someone Loves You
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January 5, 2013 at 12:36 AM | Post Permalink | 1,473 notes “They both smoke a lot of reefer, I say. Reefer, say Harpo. What kind of a thing is that? Something make you feel good, I say. Something make you see visions. Something make your love come down. But if you smoke too much it make you feebleminded. Confuse. Always need to clutch hold of somebody. Grady grow it in the backyard, I say. I never heard of such a thing, say Sofia. It grow in the ground? Like a weed, I say. Grady got half a acre if he got a row. How big it git? ast Harpo. Big, I say. Way up over my head. And bushy. And what part they smoke? The leaf, I say. And they smoke up all that? he ast. I laugh. Naw, he sell most of it. You ever taste it? he ast. Yeah, I say. He make it up in cigarettes, sell ‘em for a dime. It rot your breath, I say, but yall want to try one? Not if it make us crazy, say Sofia. It hard enough to get by without being a fool. It just like whiskey, I say. You got to stay ahead of it. You know a little drink now and then never hurt nobody, but when you git started without asking the bottle, you in trouble. You smoke it much, Miss Celie? Harpo ast. Do I look like a fool? I ast. I smoke when I want to talk to God. I smoke when I want to make love. Lately I feel like me and God make love just fine anyhow. Whether I smoke reefer or not. Miss Celie! say Sofia. Shock. Girl, I’m bless, I say to Sofia. God know what I mean. Us sit round the kitchen table and light up. I show ‘em how to suck in they wind. Harpo git strangle. Sofia choke. Pretty soon Sofia say, That funny, I never heard that humming before. What humming? Harpo ast. Listen, she say. Us git real quiet and listen. Sure enough, us hear ummmmmmmm. What it coming from? ast Sofia. She git up and go look out the door. Nothing there. Sound git louder. Ummmmmmm. Harpo go look out the window. Nothing out there, he say. Humming say UMMMMMMM. I think I know what it is, I say. They say, What? I say, Everything. Yeah, they say. That makes a lot of sense.” January 4, 2013 at 2:21 PM | Post Permalink | 4 notes
WILLY: Just wanna be careful with those girls, Biff, that’s all. Don’t make any promises. No promises of any kind. Because a girl, y’know, they always believe what you tell ‘em, and you’re very young, Biff, you’re too young to be talking seriously to girls. January 3, 2013 at 2:28 PM | Post Permalink | 6 notes
"Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room."Marc Hack (via blua)
(Source: blackshivers) "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."John Keating (Dead Poets Society)
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December 21, 2012 at 9:53 PM | Post Permalink | 309 notes "There is no shame in being hungry for another person. There is no shame in wanting very much to share your life with somebody."Augusten Burroughs
(Source: mycontinuum) Howard Stern: You hate the digital age, right? You're one of those old-school guys, man, you just love film.
Quentin Tarantino: Yeah. I didn't get into this for this digital crap. I got into this for film, 24 frames a second, the whole flicker effect of it all.
Howard Stern: But why is it so important to you, seriously?. I mean, when you think about it, telling a good story on film or in digital, isn't it just about the story?
Quentin Tarantino: If you're talking about watching it at home, absolutely, positively. Who cares? The best quality is the best. But if you're talking about me leaving my HOUSE? To just watch a DVD in PUBLIC? With a bunch of PEOPLE? Fuck that!
"The only person who has to understand what’s going on with you is you, and you don’t have to explain yourself to anybody."December 6, 2012 at 6:53 PM | Post Permalink
"The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity."1984, George Orwell (via efemale)
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