February 2012
18 posts
Professor McGonagall: Is it true that you shouted at Professor Umbridge?
Harry Potter: Yes.
Professor McGonagall: You called her a liar?
Harry Potter: Yes.
Professor McGonagall: You told her He Who Must Not Be Named is back?
Harry Potter: Yes.
Professor McGonagall: Have a biscuit, Potter.
Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.
– Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via seabois)
I desired always to stretch the night and fill it fuller and fuller with dreams.
– Virginia Woolf (via seabois)
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via symbioticharmony)
If writers wrote as carelessly as some people talk, then adhasdh asdglaseuyt[bn[...
– Lemony Snicket (via lettheonlysound)
January 2012
29 posts
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
– Edgar Allan Poe (via seabois)
If we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting for the rest of our lives.
– Lemony Snicket (via absinthemakeyouawhore)
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the...
– Wuthering Heights, Emily Brontë (via eternal-insomniac)
"Just one more miracle. Sherlock, just one more....
Why are you sad?”
“Because you speak to me in words, and I look at you with...
– Anna Karina, Pierrot Le Fou (via seabois)
The most grotesque and fantastic conceits haunted him in his bed at night. A...
– The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via leonarddicaprio)
There is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness in the proportion.
– Edgar Allan Poe (via vintageteaspoon)
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven...
– Romeo & Juliet, William Shakespeare (via seabois)
December 2011
6 posts