Serious Bunburyist

i'm so jealous but try to be an ordinary girl i'd like to talk but you know i hate ordinary words

“I love borders. August is the border between summer and autumn; it is the most beautiful month I know. Twilight is the border between day and night, and the shore is the border between sea and land. The border is longing; when both have fallen in love but still haven’t said anything. The border is to be on the way. It is the way that is the most important thing.”

—   Snufkin, Moominvalley in November. (via becomingroux)

(Source: tiinakokki, via marykatewiles)

http://thegeekyblonde.tumblr.com/post/90605566127

synthetic-synaesthesia:

two-minute personality test
by jonathan safran foer

what’s the kindest thing you almost did? is your fear of insomnia stronger than your fear of what awoke you? are bonsai cruel? do you love what you love, or just the feeling? your earliest memories: do you…

(Source: thismtnsoul)

“He does not despise real woods because he has read of enchanted woods: the reading makes all real woods a little enchanted. This is a special kind of longing. The boy reading the fairy-tale desires and is happy in the very fact of desiring.”

—   C.S. Lewis (via petrarchan)

(via thisbrilliantsky)

aseaofquotes:

Albert Goldbarth, “The Sciences Sing a Lullaby”

aseaofquotes:

Albert Goldbarth, “The Sciences Sing a Lullaby”

But Mr F. G. Superman has a secret identity…when trouble strikes at any time…at any place…he is ready to become… Bicycle Repair Man!

(Source: petercapaldiis)

(Source: kredikshaw, via ladyhistory)

drinkmasturbatecry:

nudityandnerdery:

the-fandoms-are-valentines:

grandtheftautosanandreas:

Douglas Adams is the best when it comes to describe characters

they need to teach classes on Douglas Adams analogies okay
“He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.”
"Stones, then rocks, then boulders which pranced past him like clumsy puppies, only much, much bigger, much, much harder and heavier, and almost infinitely more likely to kill you if they fell on you.”
"He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off.”
"It looked only partly like a spaceship with guidance fins, rocket engines and escape hatches and so on, and a great deal like a small upended Italian bistro.”
"If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal, not as a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And it was deadly - again, not like a bullet or a knife is deadly, but like a brick wall across a motorway is deadly.”

And, of course: "The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don’t."

the one that will always stay with me is “Arthur Dent was grappling with his consciousness the way one grapples with a lost bar of soap in the bath,” i feel like that was the first time i really understood what you could do with words.

drinkmasturbatecry:

nudityandnerdery:

the-fandoms-are-valentines:

grandtheftautosanandreas:

Douglas Adams is the best when it comes to describe characters

they need to teach classes on Douglas Adams analogies okay

He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.”

"Stones, then rocks, then boulders which pranced past him like clumsy puppies, only much, much bigger, much, much harder and heavier, and almost infinitely more likely to kill you if they fell on you.”

"He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off.”

"It looked only partly like a spaceship with guidance fins, rocket engines and escape hatches and so on, and a great deal like a small upended Italian bistro.”

"If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal, not as a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And it was deadly - again, not like a bullet or a knife is deadly, but like a brick wall across a motorway is deadly.”

And, of course:

"The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don’t."

the one that will always stay with me is “Arthur Dent was grappling with his consciousness the way one grapples with a lost bar of soap in the bath,” i feel like that was the first time i really understood what you could do with words.

(Source: stonecoldstevebuscemi, via languagevillage)

“Yes, and imagine a world where there were no hypothetical situations.”

—   Jasper Fford (via words-are-my-sword)

(via twenty3skidoo)

(Source: memewhore, via marykatewiles)

“Slightly raise the nets on another fellow’s tennis courts. The poor fellow’s next tennis performance will be a comedy of unforced errors!”

—   (via drollpranks)

glorfindely:

when i’m out with my family and i see a book store

image

(via thisbrilliantsky)

“I remembered that the real world was wide, and that a varied field of hopes and fears, of sensations and excitements, awaited those who had the courage to go forth into it’s expanse, to seek real knowledge of life amidst its perils.”

—   

Charlotte Brontë 

In honour of her 198th birthday! 

“One summer morning at sunrise a long time ago
I met a little girl with a book under her arm.
I asked her why she was out so early and she answered that there were too many books and far too little time. And there she was absolutely right.”

—    Tove Jansson