"To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting."
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frankly clarice, i don’t give a lamb
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“The choice (Catherine) made to comfort me in that moment, it was unexpected, it wasn’t part of, it wasn’t scripted, and it happened. And I think when we were putting the scene together, it did so much for that scene, because it became something that was not just an emotional moment between two people who were falling in love, but it also became a really beautiful representation of how parents should always support their children” — Dan Levy.
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“Nothing is more terrifying to me than standing up in front of a room of ten people. I was presenting at an awards ceremony the other week, physically shaking onstage, so much that I was sweating. But I can get naked onstage in front of 2,000 people as another character and it’s not an issue.” — Richard Madden Photographed for Interview Magazine (May 2019)
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Jamie Lee Curtis recreates iconic angry photos of herself
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There’s nothing wrong with treating yourself, dear.
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rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:
i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight
heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive
i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came
every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen
if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies
some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do
before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea
betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight
i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief
sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing
but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you
so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you
my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke
be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking
remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn
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I used to pull all-nighters but now I can barely pull all-dayers
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