dementy-whatsits-blog
Are We Pretending?
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Molly Jean. Antiquariat. Future librarian.There's very little rhyme or reason to this tumblr; it's simply a map of my brain. I'm an avid reader, a procrastinating writer, a DIY enthusiast and a fangirl of all things Malfoy, Lannister, D'Hara, H.P. Lovecraft, Neil Gaiman & the Bride of Frankentein."Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and adventures are the shadow truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes and forgotten." -Neil Gaiman, Dream Country
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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Do you know like we were sayin’? About the Earth revolving? It’s like when you’re a kid. The first time they tell you that the world’s turning and you just can’t quite believe it ‘cause everything looks like it’s standin’ still. I can feel it. The turn of the Earth. The ground beneath our feet is spinnin’ at 1,000 miles an hour and the entire planet is hurtling around the sun at 67,000 miles an hour, and I can feel it. We’re fallin’ through space, you and me, clinging to the skin of this tiny little world, and if we let go… That’s who I am.
The Doctor
The Quote that made me fall in love The Doctor Who.
(via reasonablywittyatbest)
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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romioneshipper:
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Movie Posters Remake → Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban asked by darlingwendy
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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Books are inexpensive valuable pieces of life, art, and adventure. One may look at a book and think, ‘This is simply paper held by cardboard and fancy binding and large lettering and a well-known publisher…’ But the readers know better. Who can deny someone their freedom to explore other worlds? No one, except those who rather sit in a 4 wall bedroom and watch the crickets play sad, sad songs.
Harris M. Alfred (via booksfrommyshelf)
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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She remembered what Yoren had said, the day he had hacked off her hair. This lot, half o’ them would turn you over to the queen quick as spit for a pardon and maybe a few silvers. The other half’d do the same, only they’d rape you first. Only Gendry was different.
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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Happily, most readers fall between these two drastic extremes. Most of us neither shun books in veneration of literature, nor shun literature in veneration of books. Our craft is more modest. We pick our way down endless library shelves, choosing this or that volume for no discernible reason: because of a cover, a title, a name, because of something someone said or didn’t say, because of a hunch, a whim, a mistake, because we think we may find in this book a particular tale or character or detail, because we believe it was written for us, because we believe it was written for everyone except us and we want to find out why we were excluded, because we want to learn, or laugh, or lose ourselves in oblivion.
Anne Fadiman, Rereadings (via lensandvellum)
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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Viserys had been stupid and vicious, she had come to realize, yet sometimes she missed him all the same. Not the cruel weak man he had become by the end, but the brother who had sometimes let her creep into his bed, the boy who told her tales of the Seven Kingdoms, and talked of how much better their lives would be once he claimed his crown.
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∟Viserys III Targaryen, called The Beggar King, the heir of his father Aerys II and brother Rhaegar after their deaths during Robert’s Rebellion.
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader — not the fact that it is raining, but the feeling of being rained upon.
E.L. Doctorow (via libraryland)
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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People like us Know how to survive There’s no point in living If you can’t feel the life We know when to kiss And we know when to kill If we can’t have it all Then nobody will…
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Or maybe it is a dream. Your dream, my dream. I do not know. These are questions for wise men with skinny arms. You are the moon of my life. That is all I know and all I need to know. And if this is a dream… I will kill the man who tries to wake me.
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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#a very lannister musical #DADDY DADDY YOU CAME TO LOVE ME
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dementy-whatsits-blog · 13 years ago
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GoT's Season 2 Finale.
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I just... I can't... It just... There are no words.
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