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“You look so sad when you think he can’t see you.”
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Eowyn: The city has fallen silent. There is no warmth left in the sun.
Faramir: It is only the damp of the first spring rain… I do not believe this darkness will endure.
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doctor and rose au - period drama
And left unsaid some things he should have spoken,
about the heart, where it hurt exactly, and how often.I’m sure there were things she should have said too.
It’s a poem by Simon Armitage… lol
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Great writers, I discovered, were not to be bowed down before and worshipped, but embraced and befriended. Their names resounded through history not because they had massive brows and thought deep incomprehensible thoughts, but because they opened windows in the mind, they put their arms round you and showed you things you always knew but never dared to believe. Even if their names were terrifyingly foreign and intellectual sounding, Dostoevsky, Baudelaire or Cavafy, they turned out to be charming and wonderful and quite unalarming after all.
Stephen Fry, January 28 2012, The Times, extracted from The Library Book, out this month. (via fuckyeahstephenfry)
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If I should return, think better of me, Father.
“How could I leave him?”
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David Tennant wishing us all a Merry Christmas!
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“I will love you forever.” written in Gallifreyan.
Listen to me. Listen. I could bend you with my finger and my thumb. A mere reed you feel in my hands. But whatever I do with this cage, I cannot get at you, and it is your soul that I want. Why can’t you come of your own free will?.
Mr. Rochester - Jane Eyre (via ekline)
