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12:35 am - Fri, Jun 1, 2012
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I think people are often quite unaware of their inner selves, their other selves, their imaginative selves, the selves that aren’t on show in the world. It’s something you grow out of from childhood onwards, losing possession of yourself, really. I think literature is one of the best ways back into that. You are hypnotized as soon as you get into a book that particularly works for you, whether it’s fiction or a poem. You find that your defenses drop, and as soon as that happens, an imaginative reality can take over because you are no longer censoring your own perceptions, your own awareness of the world.
Jeanette Winterson, The Art of Fiction No. 150 (via bookmania)
1:10 am - Tue, May 22, 2012
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Introverts, in contrast, may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions.

Susan Cain, Quiet (via revelationsong)

This is seriously me. Ms. Cain, would you like to write my biography?

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12:19 am - Thu, May 17, 2012
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little-black-bear: Did I ever mention I fucking love visual poetry? Because I fucking love visual poetry.

little-black-bear:

Did I ever mention I fucking love visual poetry? Because I fucking love visual poetry.

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1:18 pm - Fri, Apr 6, 2012
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there’s only one tree hill - Lucas Scott (Season 1)

You ever wake up from a really good dream, and try to get back to sleep? Or you got the flu, and you promise yourself you will appreciate normal so much more, if you can just get back to it? That’s the way I feel. I just want things to go back to the way they were. 

Why are OTH quotes so good and so relate-able?!

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1:11 am - Fri, Mar 23, 2012
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Headmistress: Nobody does anything worth doing without a degree.

Jenny: Nobody does anything worth doing WITH a degree. No woman anyway.

Headmistress: So what I do isn’t worth doing? Or what Miss Stubbs does, or Mrs. Wilson, or any of us here? Because none of us would be here without a degree. You do realize that, don’t you? And yes, of course studying is hard and boring…

Jenny: Boring!

Headmistress: I’m sorry?

Jenny: Studying is hard and boring. Teaching is hard and boring. So, what you’re telling me is to be bored, and then bored, and finally bored again, but this time for the rest of my life? This whole stupid country is bored! There’s no life in it, or color, or fun! It’s probably just as well the Russians are going to drop a nuclear bomb on us any day now. So my choice is to do something hard and boring, or to marry my… Jew, and go to Paris and Rome and listen to jazz, and read, and eat good food in nice restaurants, and have fun! It’s not enough to educate us anymore Ms. Walters. You’ve got to tell us why you’re doing it.

An Education (2009)

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1:06 am
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watsonyourmind: Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. And they grew next to each other. And every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree and he would say, “You’re crooked. You’ve always been crooked and you’ll continue to be crooked. But look at me! Look at me!” said the straight tree. He said, “I’m tall and I’m straight.” And then one day the lumberjacks came into the forest and looked around, and the manager in charge said, “Cut all the straight trees.” And that crooked tree is still there to this day, growing strong and growing strange. 

watsonyourmind:

Once upon a time there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. And they grew next to each other. And every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree and he would say, “You’re crooked. You’ve always been crooked and you’ll continue to be crooked. But look at me! Look at me!” said the straight tree. He said, “I’m tall and I’m straight.” And then one day the lumberjacks came into the forest and looked around, and the manager in charge said, “Cut all the straight trees.” And that crooked tree is still there to this day, growing strong and growing strange. 

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1:04 am
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So if I asked you about art, you’d probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life’s work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I’ll bet you can’t tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You’ve never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you’d probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. But you can’t tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You’re a tough kid. And I’d ask you about war, you’d probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, “once more unto the breach dear friends.” But you’ve never been near one. You’ve never held your best friend’s head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I’d ask you about love, you’d probably quote me a sonnet. But you’ve never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn’t know what it’s like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn’t know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms “visiting hours” don’t apply to you. You don’t know about real loss, ‘cause it only occurs when you’ve loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you’ve ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you… I don’t see an intelligent, confident man… I see a cocky, scared kid. But you’re a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you.
Sean, Good Will Hunting (via abstrusecuriosity)

(Source: somewhereinmymind, via thejaf)

6:03 pm - Wed, Mar 21, 2012
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DEREK: You were in the back of the store. Dad had just given you two pennies, and you always hid them behind the counter- in this big crack in the floorboards. You said you were saving them so you could buy a town. And then the two guys came in. We could hear them talking, but you weren’t paying attention till dad yelled. And you looked up, they had already pulled the gun, they had already taken the money, but now they wanted the watch that mom gave him. He wouldn’t give it up. There was a gun shot, you lunged forward.
AMELIA: I remember I was trying to get to him, but I couldn’t move.
DEREK: That’s because I was holding you so tight that you couldn’t budge. I put one hand over your mouth so you wouldn’t scream and wrapped the other one around you and just held on for dear life. I prayed to God that you’d be quiet and wouldn’t say anything. You were so little I think that’s what I’ve wanted all these years. Is for you just to stay little, and quiet and safe. But you’re not any of those things. You’re loud and fearless and it scares the crap outta me. How am I supposed to call you up and tell you that I’ve been shot? I can’t tell you about my pain. I don’t want you to know that pain exists.

Love this show, even though I don’t watch it regularly

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1:20 pm - Sun, Feb 12, 2012
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blackbruise: i randomly remember this at times. Don’t know where this is from, but I like it a lot

blackbruise:

i randomly remember this at times.

Don’t know where this is from, but I like it a lot

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12:04 am - Sat, Feb 11, 2012
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dduane: vastderp: <3 <3 <3 <3 That’s our George.  :)
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dduane:

vastderp:

<3 <3 <3 <3

That’s our George.  :)

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