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“How bout just write him a note, if you can’t bear to talk to him, just write him a note, or like, you know, throw him against a wall sometime.” — Thom Yorke, on if you’re a really shy 16 year old girl who has a crush. (via crystawl)
(Source: felldownthefandomhole, via brainstark)

“Your eyes make me shy.” — Anais Nin (via rozenstruikjes, quotewhore)

“You will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you realize how seldom they do.” — David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via morganypie)
(via itsthesolarsystem)

“Those who lack the courage will always find a philosophy to justify it.” — Albert Camus (via aconversationoncool)

“And I can’t be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight.” — J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via cavemadeofsheets)
(Source: larmoyante, via vermeers)

“He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.” — Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina (via ladygrinning-soul)
(Source: lostsplendor, via decadenta)

“You speak so many bloody languages and you never want to talk.” — The English Patient, from the screenplay by Anthony Minghella (via overturetoalabasterskin) (via liz-darcy)

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars” — Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan

“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.” — Evelyn Waugh (Brideshead Revisited)
(Source: misswallflower, via theotherway)

“Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.” — Lemony Snicket (via knockturn)
(Source: salveo, via vividnotions)

“What better occupation, really, than to spend the evening at the fireside with a book, with the wind beating on the windows and the lamp burning bright. Haven’t you ever happened to come across in a book some vague notion that you’ve had, some obscure idea that returns from afar and that seems to express completely your most subtle feelings?” — Gustave Flaubert (via whiskey river)
(Source: proustitute, via unecrepuscule)

“Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world.” — Voltaire (via lariviera)
(Source: wordpainting, via twobirdsonabranch)

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” —

Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan

(via liquidnight)

“I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.” — Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald (via hospitalbombers)
(via commanderspock)

“It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.” — Charles Bukowski, Pulp (via foxandfayvel)
(Source: henrycharlesbukowski, via nostracapulus)

“How bout just write him a note, if you can’t bear to talk to him, just write him a note, or like, you know, throw him against a wall sometime.” — Thom Yorke, on if you’re a really shy 16 year old girl who has a crush. (via crystawl)(Source: felldownthefandomhole, via brainstark)

“Your eyes make me shy.” — Anais Nin (via rozenstruikjes, quotewhore)

“You will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you realize how seldom they do.” — David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via morganypie)(via itsthesolarsystem)

“Those who lack the courage will always find a philosophy to justify it.” — Albert Camus (via aconversationoncool)

“And I can’t be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight.” — J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via cavemadeofsheets)(Source: larmoyante, via vermeers)

“He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.” — Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina (via ladygrinning-soul)(Source: lostsplendor, via decadenta)

“You speak so many bloody languages and you never want to talk.” — The English Patient, from the screenplay by Anthony Minghella (via overturetoalabasterskin) (via liz-darcy)

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars” — Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan

“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.” — Evelyn Waugh (Brideshead Revisited)(Source: misswallflower, via theotherway)

“Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.” — Lemony Snicket (via knockturn)(Source: salveo, via vividnotions)

“Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world.” — Voltaire (via lariviera)(Source: wordpainting, via twobirdsonabranch)

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” — Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan (via liquidnight)

“It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.” — Charles Bukowski, Pulp (via foxandfayvel)(Source: henrycharlesbukowski, via nostracapulus)

“How bout just write him a note, if you can’t bear to talk to him, just write him a note, or like, you know, throw him against a wall sometime.” — Thom Yorke, on if you’re a really shy 16 year old girl who has a crush. (via crystawl)
(Source: felldownthefandomhole, via brainstark)

“You will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you realize how seldom they do.” — David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via morganypie)
(via itsthesolarsystem)

“And I can’t be running back and forth forever between grief and high delight.” — J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via cavemadeofsheets)
(Source: larmoyante, via vermeers)

“He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.” — Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina (via ladygrinning-soul)
(Source: lostsplendor, via decadenta)

“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.” — Evelyn Waugh (Brideshead Revisited)
(Source: misswallflower, via theotherway)

“Strange as it may seem, I still hope for the best, even though the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives, and even when it does it can be lost so easily.” — Lemony Snicket (via knockturn)
(Source: salveo, via vividnotions)

“Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world.” — Voltaire (via lariviera)
(Source: wordpainting, via twobirdsonabranch)

“We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” —

Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan

(via liquidnight)

“It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.” — Charles Bukowski, Pulp (via foxandfayvel)
(Source: henrycharlesbukowski, via nostracapulus)