No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas can change the world.
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
(Dead Poets Society, 1989)
Staggering film, transcendental man.
What a beautiful, kind-hearted man he was… He will be truly missed.
i always end up thinking about the economic damage in superhero movies
Feeling pleased with myself.
I was in a shopping centre, waiting for my mum, and I had this idea. I ran into this clothes shop and said to the assistant
“Excuse me, what year is this?”
And she was like,
“2014, are you OK?”
So I went
“YES! IT WORKED! WE DID IT!”…
What a boss
Stephen Colbert is a boss.
i want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe
A good story
can come in many forms;
or a tale.
It doesn’t matter where it comes from,
or how it was made,
as long as it touches
That is what makes a story.
has been opened
don’t worry i’ve got this
no fuck you
can someone help me rn
HISS HISS MOTHERFUCKERS
Wow. Let me see.
One: Hold on and keep walking, dear. Faith makes history, hmm.
Two: Life is full of things you can’t even fathom. New wonders are there for you to find! I would hope you wouldn’t miss them.
Three: Let life take its own course, my dear. Even stars burn up in their own time.
Four: Take it slow and think of the good moments. Unless, of course, you want to take it fast. Then think of the good moments while running at gunpoint.
Five: There’s always another way. There is always more love. Be it verb or noun, there is always more love for you.
Six: Oh dear, oh dear! One mustn’t cast off this mortal coil before the sonnet is even written.
Seven: Somewhere out there, there are worlds that ache for your feet to touch them. Not only worlds. Universes. At that, there are also towns, cities, countries that would mourn for their lack of your footfall.
Eight: We all feel like giving up sometimes. What a cliché, eh? But it is certainly the truth. You will pull yourself up from this crash and you will spit blood at the universe.
Nine: How long have you lived? No, don’t answer. “Not long enough,” is the answer.
Ten: So you feel small, insignificant? Ah, but you’re a giant. You have to be — to go through what you’ve gone through. To feel what you’ve felt.
Eleven: Right now, the bad may outweigh the good. But you can’t forget the good. Laugh, because you deserve it. Don’t tell me you don’t. You can handle this. Live. You deserve it. You owe it to yourself.
Twelve (so far): You’ll know how to fly this thing eventually.
dude that’s fucking impressive. i could hear each of their voices.
I literally have cold chills because of this. Bravo.
I actually have a screenshot of this saved and I’m going to print it out soon and fold it up and always keep it in my wallet because sometimes I just really need a reminder that I need to live, because I have a big adventure waiting for me. And a whole lot of running left to do.
I’m glad. :)