boazpriestly:

fleeingthemundane:

theoncomingmadman:

fuck

Oh God. I may not recover from this.

Was that fucking necessary?

(via wuboo)

When the dancing recommenced, however, and Darcy approached to claim her hand, Charlotte could not help cautioning her in a whisper, not to be a simpleton, and allow her fancy for Wickham to make her appear unpleasant in the eyes of a man ten times his consequence. Elizabeth made no answer, and took her place in the set, amazed at the dignity to which she was arrived in being allowed to stand opposite to Mr. Darcy, and reading in her neighbours’ looks, their equal amazement in beholding it. They stood for some time without speaking a word; and she began to imagine that their silence was to last through the two dances, and at first was resolved not to break it; till suddenly fancying that it would be the greater punishment to her partner to oblige him to talk, she made some slight observation on the dance. He replied, and was again silent.

(Source: snobbymrdouchey, via fuckyeahjaneites)

"Stars are beautiful, but they may not take an active part in anything, they must just look on for ever. It is a punishment put on them for something they did so long ago that no star now knows what it was. So the older ones have become glassy-eyed and seldom speak (winking is the star language), but the little ones still wonder."

J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan (via tale-of-woe)

(Source: liquidlightandrunningtrees, via kototyph)

“Snow and Dirty Rain”, Richard Siken

(Source: meiringens, via unverbosity)

"You cut up a thing that’s alive and beautiful to find out how it’s alive and why it’s beautiful, and before you know it, it’s neither of those things, and you’re standing there with blood on your face and tears in your sight and only the terrible ache of guilt to show for it."

Clive Barker  (via diveinme)

(Source: rabbitinthemoon, via brynnmclean)

(Source: de-cate, via throughvirgineyes)

They would do warm-ups every morning… where one of the guys was playing piano and everyone else would be singing, but they would end up singing “The Circle of Life” from The Lion King. And young Daniel, the kid who plays Gavroche, would be there and at the very end, they would lift him like Simba.

-Aaron Tveit

(Source: mike-warren, via thekingandthelionheart)

"I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other."

Mary Shelley, Frankenstein. (via riverran)

#mary shelley #this quote though #it’s all kinds of wonderful #hey remember that time one asswipe was like you have 30 seconds to name something invented by a woman… #…and Mary was like SCIENCE FICTION MOTHERFUCKERS #that was awesome #thanks Mary Shelley (via snappily)

And the next time someone starts claiming that teenage girls have ruined the horror genre with romance or whatever you can be like, hey dicksmack, teenage girls and romance built your genre so sit the fuck down. (via sharpestrose)

Mary Shelley fucking invented your favourite genre motherfuckers. You owe her Kirk and Vader and every goddamned thing Joss has ever done that’s made you cream your pants. Created when she was a teenager cause, hey, that’s how she rolled. She took love and showed it as the powerful, terrifying, all-encompassing, ruthless, wrathful thing it is. (via piinboots)

And I would like to add:

(via irisbleufic)

(Source: thelifeguardlibrarian, via paperdollcircus)

"It’s slow, awkward like first kisses always are, sweet from more than wine. Gentle, but not careful. He knows John, has known him for the length of a lifetime spent in an alien galaxy. Rodney licks the taste of crushed berries from his mouth, finding John beneath the wine, Sheppard, lieutenant colonel and military leader, gene-carrier, best friend and friendly rival, Rodney’s Atlantis clothed in smooth flesh and fine bone."

Why doesn’t this have a million billion kudos?????

http://archiveofourown.org/works/86838

(via mcshep-everyday)

jtotheizzoe:

razorshapes:

Nikki Graziano

Found Functions

“Nevertheless, the fact is that there is nothing as dreamy and poetic, nothing as radical, subversive, and psychedelic, as mathematics. It is every bit as mind blowing as cosmology or physics… and allows more freedom of expression than poetry, art, or music… Mathematics is the purest of the arts, as well as the most misunderstood.” - Paul Lockhart

I know I’ve posted this before, but it’s always worth revisiting. So great.

(via eiramava)