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Sex Education S02E01

Book title: A Vindication of the Rights of Woman: with Strictures on Political and Moral Subjects (1792) by Mary Wollstonecraft

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“To want and not to have, sent all up her body a hardness, a hollowness, a strain. And then to want and not to have- to want and want- how that wrung the heart, and wrung it again and again!”

literature posters; to the lighthouse by virginia woolf

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Read my Review of Ayn Rand’s Anthem

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I know not if this earth on which i stand is the core of the universe or if it is but a speck of dust lost in eternity. I know not and i care not. For i know what happens is possible to me on earth. And my happiness needs no higher aim to vindicate it. My happiness is not the means to any end. It is the end. It is its own goal. It is its own purpose.

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It is my eyes which see, and the sight of my eyes grants beauty to the earth. It is my ears which hear, and the hearing of my ears gives its song to the world. It is my mind which thinks, and the judgement of my mind is the only searchlight that can find the truth. It is my will which chooses, and the choice of my will is the only edict i must respect

Ayn Rand - Anthem

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I stand here on the summit of the mountain. I lift my head and i spread my arms. This, my body and spirit, this is the end of my quest. I wished to know the meaning of things. I am the meaning. I wished to find a warrant for being. I need no warrant for being, and no word of sanction upon my being. I am the warrant and the sanction.

Ayn Rand -Anthem

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My review of Grief Is the Thing with Feathers

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Moving on, as a concept, is for stupid people, because any sensible person knows grief is a long-term project. I refuse to rush. The pain that is thrust upon us let no man slow or speed or fix.

Max Porter, Grief is the thing with feathers (via bookaddictiion)

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So that's how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that's stolen from us - that's snatches right out of our hands - even if we are left completely changed people with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immesurable emptiness

Haruki Murakami - Sputnik, Sweetheart

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Dylan Thomas

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Haruki Murakami - Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and his years of Pilgrimage

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“Reading a book is like re-writing it for yourself. You bring to a novel, anything you read, all your experience of the world. You bring your history and you read it in your own terms.”

Angela Carter (via astrangerhere)

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I believed in too much too early and when reality arrived I couldn’t stand it.

Charles Bukowski, from The Night Torn Mad With Footsteps (via c-ovet)

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My review of 1984

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Reading George Orwell's 1984 - July 2015

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I would like to be found. I would like to see. Or to be seen.

Margaret Atwood, Alias Grace (via klytemnestre)

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It took me a long time to realize that there are two kinds of writing: the one you write and the one that writes you. The one that writes you is dangerous. You go where you don't want to go. You look where you don't want to look

Jeanette Winterson - Why be happy when you can be normal