“When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation.”
— Jorge Luis Borges
“Let others boast of the pages they have written; I am proud of the ones I’ve read”
— Jorge Luis Borges
Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m not living.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via observando)
You imagine that what you can’t understand is either spiritual or does not exist. The conclusion is quite wrong; rather there are obviously a million things in the universe that we would need a million quite different organs to understand … someone blind from birth cannot imagine the beauty of a landscape, the colors of a painting or the shadings of an iris. He will imagine them as something palpable, edible, audible or olfactory. Likewise, if I were to explain to you what I perceive by the senses you do not have, you would interpret it as something that could be heard, seen, touched, smelled or tasted; but it is not like that.
Cyrano de Bergerac (via observando)
Dumbledore says people find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right.
J.K. Rowling (via observando)
There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
Raízes profundas não congelam.
Now please

Now please

This…..please

This…..please

youbroketheinternet:

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Mr.wayne

youbroketheinternet:

35

Mr.wayne

Lets run and hide

Lets run and hide

This, winter and books

This, winter and books

It really does not make any sense at all