Regulus *after being forced to admit he has feelings for James*: Where's my Oscar for pretending everything is fine?
Evan:
Perhaps it is true that we do not really exist until there is someone there to see us existing, we cannot properly speak until there is someone who can understand what we are saying in essence, we are not wholly alive until we are loved.
Alain de Botton, Essays in Love (via the-book-diaries)
You know I’m old in some ways-in others-well, I’m just a little girl. I like sunshine and pretty things and cheerfulness-and I dread responsibility.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via the-book-diaries)
let’s burn that lab to the ground.
You’re much too straightforward to be able to pretend to be what you aren’t.
Madeline L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time (via the-book-diaries)
You do not write your life with words…You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do.
Patrick Ness, A Monster Calls (via the-book-diaries)
Nothing I’ve read has changed me more than “you do people a favor by accepting their help” like I repeat this constantly to so many people because it’s true!!! People like to feel useful, they like to feel kind, they like to feel like they have an ability to impact people’s lives so just let them!! Not everything is a thing to be owed back — accept people’s kindness without making a competition out of it
I like the dark part of the night, after midnight and before four-thirty, when it’s hollow, when ceilings are harder and farther away. Then I can breathe, and can think while others are sleeping, in a way can stop time, can have it so – this has always been my dream – so that while everyone else is frozen, I can work busily about them, doing whatever it is that needs to be done, like the elves who make the shoes while children sleep.
Dave Eggers, A Heartbreaking Work of a Staggering Genius (via the-book-diaries)
If you break the little promises, you’ll break big ones.
Cormac McCarthy, The Road (via the-book-diaries)
You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.
A.A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh (via the-book-diaries)
I'm a writer, a reader, and a lover of a whole lot of things. Welcome to what brings me happiness.AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/users/ravenclawstearoom/profileCurrently Writing: The Sun and the Moon.
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