yeah…I need to sleep soon
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What was it about this unlovable century that convinced us we were, despite everything, eminently lovable as a people, as a species? What made us think that anyone who fails to love us is damaged, lacking, malfunctioning in some way? And particularly if they replace us with a god, or a weeping madonna, or the face of Christ in a ciabatta roll—-then we call them crazy. Deluded. Regressive. We are so convinced of the goodness of ourselves, and the goodness of our love, we cannot bear to believe that there might be something more worthy of love than us, more worthy of worship. Greeting cards routinely tell us everybody deserves love. No. Everybody deserves clean water. Not everybody deserves love all the time.
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White Teeth by Zadie Smith
genius writer
New video! Relationship and liking people advice.
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She asked herself a thousand times why she had hungered so desperately to belong body and soul to Joaquin Andieta when truth she had never been totally happy in his arms, and could explain it only in terms of first love. She had been ready to fall in love when he came to the house to unload some cargo; the rest was instinct. She had merely obeyed the most powerful and ancient of calls, but it had happened an eternity ago and seven thousand miles away. Who she was then and what she had seen in him she could not say, only that now her heart was far away from there. Not only was she tired of looking for him but deep down she did not want to find him; at the same time, though, she could not go on riddled with doubt.
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Hija de la Fortuna (Daughter of Fortune) by Isabel Allende
“Not only was she tired of looking for him but deep down she did not want to find him.”
Dear tumblr:
NOT SHAKESPEARE (and certainly not Hamlet, Act 2 Sc 2, which stars Polonius, Queen G, Claudius, R&G):
When I saw you I fell in love and you smiled because you knew.
SHAKESPEARE; in fact, Hamlet Act 2 Sc 2:
Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.
Good, glad we sorted that one out.
The House in Norham Gardens by Penelope Lively
“I love her and it is the beginning of everything”
gosh. to have someone love you like that.
Reblogged from White Paper Quotes
My name is Rosianna and I approve this message.
Here is what I thought of this week’s Gossip Girl.
I feel giddy. Or hungry. Or both.
The last video of the New Year Revolution.
Weep.
Just the most perfect Twitter.
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