August172014
“I can feel infinitely alive curled up on the sofa reading a book.” Benedict Cumberbatch (via observando)

(via adrenaline)

August122014
“Show me the heart unfettered by foolish dreams and I’ll show you a happy man. But only in their dreams can men be truly free. ‘Twas always thus, and always thus will be.” Robin Williams, Dead Poets Society (via americangothgirl)
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idylltale:

bon voyage, funny sweet man

idylltale:

bon voyage, funny sweet man

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“Robin Williams was an airman, a doctor, a genie, a nanny, a president, a professor, a bangarang Peter Pan, and everything in between. But he was one of a kind. He arrived in our lives as an alien — but he ended up touching every element of the human spirit. He made us laugh. He made us cry. He gave his immeasurable talent freely and generously to those who needed it most — from our troops stationed abroad to the marginalized on our own streets.” President Obama (via sandyhasfeels)
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“To live. To live will be a very big adventure.”

Robin Williams, Hook, 1991.

The second part of the line that’s getting reblogged, that people tend to forget.

Keep on the big adventure everyone. Please.

(via thesylverlining)
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August112014
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shessofuckedinthehead:

between sex and love, sometimes id rather sex
if sex leaves, you find out you still have desire, you go find more sex
if love leaves you, you learn nothing, you will still try it over again and again; heartache in love never seems to grow us, it seems like it only makes us sadder with each failure, and more dependent on the idea that it really exists out there and is right beyond our grasp if we just
try
one 
more
fucking
time
we will find it
so fuck i say, fuck safely, and passionately, and standing up and doggy-style, and in the ass and in the pussy, and hanging off the bed and rattling the headboards and waking the neighbors, and starting sometime around midnight and then watching the sun rise on you and your lover naked, slick with each other’s sweat and rubbed raw by each others hands and mouths, and revel in it all, because we are seldom as stupid for sex as we are for love
jmo

shessofuckedinthehead:

between sex and love, sometimes id rather sex

if sex leaves, you find out you still have desire, you go find more sex

if love leaves you, you learn nothing, you will still try it over again and again; heartache in love never seems to grow us, it seems like it only makes us sadder with each failure, and more dependent on the idea that it really exists out there and is right beyond our grasp if we just

try

one 

more

fucking

time

we will find it

so fuck i say, fuck safely, and passionately, and standing up and doggy-style, and in the ass and in the pussy, and hanging off the bed and rattling the headboards and waking the neighbors, and starting sometime around midnight and then watching the sun rise on you and your lover naked, slick with each other’s sweat and rubbed raw by each others hands and mouths, and revel in it all, because we are seldom as stupid for sex as we are for love

jmo

(Source: bumazing)

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“How does the ordinary person come to the transcendent? For a start, I would say, study poetry. Learn how to read a poem. You need not have the experience to get the message, or at least some indication of the message. It may come gradually.” Joseph Campbell (via observando)
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How to Write a Poem

Catch the air
around the butterfly.

Katerina Stoykova Klemer (via observando)
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