“You either have the feeling
or you don’t.”
- Daniel Handler
2 months ago · 531 notes · Source · Reblogged from mscarliet
Being with him made my brain quiet. I didn’t have to invent a thing.
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Foer
4 months ago · 14 notes
If I’d been someone else in a different world I’d’ve done something different, but I was myself and the world was the world, so I was silent.
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Foer
4 months ago · 15 notes
Just because you’re an atheist, that doesn’t mean you wouldn’t love for things to have reasons for why they are.
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Foer
4 months ago · 5 notes
I have no need for the past, I thought, like a child. I did not consider that the past might have a need for me.
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Foer
4 months ago · 17 notes
I zipped myself all the way into the sleeping bag of myself, not because I was hurt, and not because I had broken something, but because they were cracking up.
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close ― Jonathan Safran Foer
4 months ago · 6 notes
I thought about life, about my life, the embarrassments, the little coincidences, the shadows of alarm clocks on bedside tables, I thought about my small victories and everything I’d seen destroyed. I’d swum through mink coats on my parents’ bed while they hosted downstairs, I’d lost the only person with whom I could have spent my only life, I’d left behind a thousand tonnes of marble from which I could have released sculptures, I could have released myself from the marble of myself, I’d experienced joy, but not nearly enough, could there be enough? The end of suffering does not justify the suffering, and so there is no end to suffering, what a mess I am, I thought, what a fool, how foolish and narrow, how worthless, how pinched and pathetic, how helpless in the universe. None of my pets knows their own name. What kind of person am I?
— Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Foer
4 months ago · 1 note
Yep, that’s my president.
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Posts this week are going to be a little scare. I’m pet sitting for my Aunt/Cousins (three families) until Thursday.
Between my job and 10 animals, my life is going to be crazy.
6 months ago · Notes
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A Good Man is Hard to Find by Flannery O’Connor
This is a recording from 1959 of Flannery O’Connor herself reading A Good Man is Hard to Find at Vanderbilt University.
Probably one of the coolest things in the world right now. Also, it’s included in the special features of John Huston’s film version of Wise Blood, recently released in the Criterion Collection.
Fun fact:
In the movie Happythankyoumoreplease Josh Radnor made a joke using the title of this story. I was the only one in the entire theater to laugh. In actuality, I find this story dry and irritating.
6 months ago · 1,527 notes · Source · Reblogged from thespacesamidlove
Three traveling clocks
Tick
On the mantelpiece
Comma
But the young man is starving.
Tick
On the mantelpiece
Comma
But the young man is starving.
— Ernest Hemingway, 1921 (via faeryinloveinc)
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6 months ago · 498 notes · Source · Reblogged from misfitsworld
It’s a strange thing, how you can love somebody, how you can be all eaten up inside with needing them—and they simply don’t need you. That’s all there is to it, and neither of you can do anything about it. And they’ll be the same way with someone else, and someone else will be the same way about you and it goes on and on—this desperate need—and only once in a rare million do the same two people need each other.
— Madeleine L’Engle (via anditslove)
6 months ago · 15,036 notes · Source · Reblogged from thespacesamidlove
Damn Nature U Scary of the Day: Even the dulcet narration of Sir David Attenborough can’t temper the terror of the underwater “Icicle of Death.”
The temperature of this sinking brine, which was well below 0C, caused the water to freeze in an icy sheath around it.
Where the so-called ‘brinicle’ met the sea bed a web of ice formed freezing everything it touched, including sea urchins and starfish.
RIP Patrick Star.
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