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Hey guys,
Sorry for the upset again - I’m switching URLs once more. This blog is married to my old Rent blog and it needs its own identity. I’m letting them separate and explore independent lives. So, if you would like to continue looking at the things I post, follow this blog. I swear it’s going to be exactly the same - it’s just a continuation of this one. Thanks for stickin’ with me!
slme:
do you?
There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”
— Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey (via misswallflower)
A Little Tooth
Your baby grows a tooth, then two,
and four, and five, then she wants some meat
directly from the bone. It's all
over: she'll learn some words, she'll fall
in love with cretins, dolts, a sweet
talker on his way to jail. And you,
your wife, get old, flyblown, and rue
nothing. You did, you loved, your feet
are sore. It's dusk. Your daughter's tall.
-Thomas Lux
(Source: youtastelikenachos)
(Source: redvelvetteacake)
wnyc:
“I say in speeches that a plausible mission of artists is to make people appreciate being alive, at least a little bit…” - Kurt Vonnegut (1922-2007)
Above: a letter from Vonnegut to WNYC pitching his radio series about reporting from the afterlife.
UPDATE: Listen to one of his interviews here.
-Liz
(Source: wnyc.org)
Howard Roark laughed.”
—
The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand
Submitted by ericacv
(via novelfirstsentences)
Memorable Moment: I’m Not There.
“There he lay…”
“A poet…”
“Prophet…”
“Outlaw…”
“Fake…”
“Star of electricity.”
another one of my favorites
