Burning bridges

'This is lovely. All your books and pictures and...'
'Paperbacks and postcards, Jenny'
'It's all you need, isn't it?'
An Education

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"ταύτῃ ἡμέρῃ, βρότειοι αἰνόν ὑπόμνημα ἐδεξάμεθα. Βιώσαντες δεδιότως Τιτάνων, ᾐσχυνόμεθα ἐνοικούντων τούτοις ἀναγκαίοις οἷς καλοῦμεν τείχη."

-translation classicsenthusiast

"On that day, mankind received a grim reminder. We lived in fear of the Titans and were disgraced to live in these cages we called walls."

requested by plinycapybara

(via alexalfurinn)

Chris Hemsworth and his daughter India Rose

“Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should’ve gotten more. Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness. But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.”

Augustus Waters was a cocky son of a bitch but we forgave him.

"faith, brother, not in the
but in
Charles Bukowski (via le-manja)

Somehow, with Matthew’s death, all the softness that he found in me seems to have dried up and drained away. Maybe it was only ever there in his imagination.


Details of paintings of flower vases I saw at the Louvre. (click on each to enlarge and see the wonderful details)


Creative directors Peter Sedlacik and Zuzu Galova put a unique spin on vacation photos with their fun project Lens Between Us, which consists of snapshots of the couple’s travels that they capture while facing each other at the same time.

But I am me. And you are you. We’re Chuck and Blair. Blair and Chuck. The  w o r s t  thing you’ve ever done. The  d a r k e s t  thought you’ve ever had… I’ll stand by you through  a n y t h i n g.

      Because I love you.

The scene in which I confess to them is invented, imagined. And, in fact, could never have happened… .because Robbie Turner died of septicaemia at Bray Dunes on the first of June 1940, the last day of the evacuation…and I was never able to put things right with my sister Cecilia….because she was killed on the 15th of October 1940 by the bomb that destroyed the gas and water mains above Balham tube station.