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Benjamin Franklin

Many people die at twenty five and aren’t buried until they are seventy five.

Aldous Huxley

dfvgkmng:

Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn’t nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.

Brave New World

thegoldensnitchy:

Ian Stack, Chaser/Keeper, BUQ. The fourth and final installment of the Stack family quidditch legacy at Boston University, Ian Stack is a powerhouse chaser, vital for big-hitting defense and effective drives to the hoop. Given his size and tactical prowess, most players are stunned to learn…

fuckyesquidditch:

hahahahahaha. yessssss
The baseball tho wut XD

fuckyesquidditch:

hahahahahaha. yessssss

The baseball tho wut XD

I first tried to write a story when I was about seven. It was about a dragon. My mother said nothing about the dragon but pointed out that one could not say “a green great dragon” but had to say “a great green dragon.” I wondered why, and still do. The fact that I remember this is possibly significant, as I do not think I ever tried to write a story again for many years, and was taken up with language.
J.R.R. Tolkien in a letter to W.H. Auden (via interruptions)
When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. I see in you that part of me which is you. I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, we share the same madness.
Anaïs Nin (via danseurs)