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awritersruminations:

They’re not that different from you, are they? Same haircuts. Full of hormones, just like you. Invincible, just like you feel. The world is their oyster. They believe they’re destined for great things, just like many of you, their eyes are full of hope, just like you. Did they wait until it was too late to make from their lives even one iota of what they were capable? Because, you see gentlemen, these boys are now fertilizing daffodils. But if you listen real close, you can hear them whisper their legacy to you. Go on, lean in. Listen, you hear it? —Carpe— hear it?— Carpe, carpe diem, seize the day boys, make your lives extraordinary.

awritersruminations:

Robin Williams in Dead Poets Society (1989) (via zimas)

I heard joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed, life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in threatening world. Doctor says, “Treatment is simple. The great clown Pagliacci is in town. Go see him. That should pick you up.” Man bursts into tears. “But doctor,” he says, “I am Pagliacci.” Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.
— Rorschach; Watchmen. (via shithowdy)

wallflowerbloom:

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)

 Picnick (by H o l u n d e r)

Picnick (by H o l u n d e r)

 endlesslibraries:

(via x)
 awritersruminations:

Written by Khaled Juma (via Rabih Alameddine)
 teachingliteracy:

temporaryisforever
 torbooks:

"I read therefore I am…so happy."

torbooks:

"I read therefore I am…so happy."

 pmikos:

SALLY STORCH  night stories

pmikos:

SALLY STORCH
night stories

macrolit:

macrolit:

Laughable Loves, Milan Kundera

vintageanchorbooks:

Jorge Leal Amado de Faria was born in a fazenda (“farm”) in the inland of the city of Itabuna, in the southern part of the Brazilian state of Bahia, on this day in 1912.

“The world is like that — incomprehensible and full of surprises .”
― Jorge Amado, Gabriela, Clavo y Canela

 animeismywhore:

Howl’s Moving Castle (2004)

animeismywhore:

Howl’s Moving Castle (2004)

arabamolsamontgiymezdim:

  1. Plath in a Mademoiselle photo shoot of the guest editors
  2. Sylvia Plath (2)
  3. Sylvia Plath , in Paris
  4. sylvia plath and ted hughes
  5. Sylvia Plath is photographed while interviewing poet Elizabeth Bowen for Mademoiselle
  6. Sylvia Plath ve Ted Hughes
  7. Sylvia Plath
  8. Ted Hughes & Sylvia Plath
"Don’t you want to join us?" I was recently asked by an acquaintance when he ran across me alone after midnight in a coffeehouse that was already almost deserted. "No, I don’t," I said.
— Franz Kafka, from Diaries (via violentwavesofemotion)