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thorsty:
even if you break me a thousand times, i will come back to you
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thorsty:
even if you break me a thousand times, i will come back to you
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Jul. 8th, 2018
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“It was not that his heart would be broken by a disastrous love — he had outlived the luxurious agonies of youthful blood, and in this very freedom from illusion he recognised the loss of something. From now on, every hour of light-heartedness would be, not a prerogative but an achievement — one more axe or case-bottle or fowling-piece, rescued, Crusoe-fashion, from a sinking ship.”
- Strong Poison, Dorothy L. Sayers (via currentboat)
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“It was not that his heart would be broken by a disastrous love — he had outlived the luxurious agonies of youthful blood, and in this very freedom from illusion he recognised the loss of something. From now on, every hour of light-heartedness would be, not a prerogative but an achievement — one more axe or case-bottle or fowling-piece, rescued, Crusoe-fashion, from a sinking ship.”
- Strong Poison, Dorothy L. Sayers (via currentboat)
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burnhamandtilly:
Thelma (2017), Dir. Joachim Trier
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burnhamandtilly:
Thelma (2017), Dir. Joachim Trier
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willsygraham:
16/100 Supernatural stills → 2x13 Houses of the Holy
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willsygraham:
16/100 Supernatural stills → 2x13 Houses of the Holy
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jollycollectioner:
Thor, Loki and Hela are in peace.
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jollycollectioner:
Thor, Loki and Hela are in peace.
: what if : by Lala-Mot on deviantart.com
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filmesthetics:
Breakfast At Tiffany’s (1961) dir. Blake Edwards
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filmesthetics:
Breakfast At Tiffany’s (1961) dir. Blake Edwards
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localstarboy: “wyd after work” sleeping
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localstarboy:
“wyd after work”
sleeping for work tomorrow
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localstarboy:
“wyd after work”
sleeping for work tomorrow
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hemstolemyheart:
First look of Chris Hemsworth on set of Men in Black 4
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hemstolemyheart:
First look of Chris Hemsworth on set of Men in Black 4
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virgo-peach: They already whisper it of
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virgo-peach:
They already whisper it of us…throughout the whole of Italy;
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virgo-peach:
They already whisper it of us…throughout the whole of Italy;
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“Cities have often been compared to language: you can read a city, it’s said, as you read a book. But the metaphor can be inverted. The journeys we make during the reading of a book trace out, in some way, the private spaces we inhabit. There are texts that will always be our dead-end streets; fragments that will be bridges; words that will be like the scaffolding that protects fragile constructions. T.S. Eliot: a plant growing in the debris of a ruined building; Salvador Novo: a tree-lined street transformed into an expressway; Tomas Segovia: a boulevard, a breath of air; Roberto Bolano: a rooftop terrace; Isabel Allende: a (magically real) shopping mall; Gilles Deleuze: a summit; and Jacques Derrida: a pothole. Robert Walser: a chink in the wall, for looking through to the other side; Charles Baudelaire: a waiting room; Hannah Arendt: a tower, an Archimedean point; Martin Heidegger: a cul-de-sac; Walter Benjamin: a one-way street walked down against the flow.”
- Valeria Luiselli, “Relingos: The Cartography of Empty Spaces,” in Sidewalks
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“Cities have often been compared to language: you can read a city, it’s said, as you read a book. But the metaphor can be inverted. The journeys we make during the reading of a book trace out, in some way, the private spaces we inhabit. There are texts that will always be our dead-end streets; fragments that will be bridges; words that will be like the scaffolding that protects fragile constructions. T.S. Eliot: a plant growing in the debris of a ruined building; Salvador Novo: a tree-lined street transformed into an expressway; Tomas Segovia: a boulevard, a breath of air; Roberto Bolano: a rooftop terrace; Isabel Allende: a (magically real) shopping mall; Gilles Deleuze: a summit; and Jacques Derrida: a pothole. Robert Walser: a chink in the wall, for looking through to the other side; Charles Baudelaire: a waiting room; Hannah Arendt: a tower, an Archimedean point; Martin Heidegger: a cul-de-sac; Walter Benjamin: a one-way street walked down against the flow.”
- Valeria Luiselli, “Relingos: The Cartography of Empty Spaces,” in Sidewalks
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