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shakespeareallanpoe · 4 months
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My Little Ted Talk
Remember, it's not
Damian "he's an asshole who loves himself first maybe others if he has room" Al Ghul
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Damian "he had the awkward tenderness of someone who has never been loved and was forced to improvise" Wayne
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heartwasglass · 2 years
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Isabel Allende, The House Of The Spirits
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philosophybits · 1 year
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Education has nothing whatever to do with moral deterioration; and if one must admit that it develops a resolute spirit among the people, that is far from being a defect.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The House of the Dead
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q-starhalo · 6 months
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"well chat... death comes to everybody... but just because our loved ones are gone, doesn't mean that they're gone-gone"
Now I'm no grim reaper myself nor a medium. But. To hear this and to also have seen something where two people have such a strong energy that spirits can talk through them. And when asked what the spirits want to say to the world, they say "We're okay". To just know that there's some sort of afterlife is. bittersweet to say the least
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flamingfalcon3 · 5 months
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Patricia: Good morning my fellow bastards of Monday!
Nina: God won’t let me die.
Patricia: That’s the spirit!
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hugeegosorry · 2 years
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i asked the gang their pronouns
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i don’t make the rules sorry
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malaisequotes · 6 months
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“He had the awkward tenderness of someone who has never been loved and is forced to improvise.”
The House of Spirits by Isabel Allende
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daisyvramien · 8 days
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𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬
📜 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬:
📁 𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐝 "𝐀𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞" 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲
𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫: 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟕 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫: 𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐟. 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐄𝐌𝐅 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.
📁 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞 "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐨" 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫: 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟖 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫: 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦-𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥-𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.
📁 𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐧 "𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐡" 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧
𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫: 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫: 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬. 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐎𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞.
📁 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐞 "𝐍𝐞𝐥𝐥" 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧
𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫: 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫: 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬. 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐄𝐌𝐅 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥. 𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦.
📁 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 "𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐞" 𝐆𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐉𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬
𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫: 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫: 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲. 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐬. 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫.
📁 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐞𝐥 "𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐞" 𝐋𝐚𝐰𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞
𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫: 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟓 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫: 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐮𝐭𝐲. 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬. 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.
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the kings as kids (halloween edition)
Toriko: can we go to a haunted house this year?
Coco, messing with him in a deadpan voice: What's wrong with the one we live in?
Toriko: ...
Toriko: I'm sorry wHAT?
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corazon-sanador · 1 year
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Tenía la ternura torpe de quien nunca ha sido amado y debe improvisar
- Isabel Allende, La casa de los espíritus
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iloveannaliese · 3 months
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"Rosa bowed her head and a ray of sunlight pierced the gothic stained-glass windows of the church, outlining her face in a halo of light"- The House of the Spirits- Isabel Allende
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datatoken1 · 4 months
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God is good. His mercies are new each day.
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nancyghislanzoni · 7 months
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«Eliminare le persone nocive dalla propria vita non significa odiarle. Significa avere rispetto per se stessi.»
- Sigmund Freud
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Barrabás came to us by sea, the child Clara wrote in her delicate calligraphy. She was already in the habit of writing down important matters, and afterward, when she was mute, she also recorded trivialities, never suspecting that fifty years later I would use her notebooks to reclaim the past and overcome terrors of my own. Barrabás arrived on a Holy Thursday. He was in a despicable cage, caked with his own excrement and urine, and had the lost look of a hapless, utterly defenseless prisoner; but the regal carriage of his head and the size of his frame bespoke the legendary giant he would become. It was a bland, autumnal day that gave no hint of the events that the child would record, which took place during the noon mass in the parish of San Sebastián, with her whole family in attendance. As a sign of mourning, the statues of the saints were shrouded in purple robes that the pious ladies of the congregation unpacked and dusted off once a year from a cupboard in the sacristy. Beneath the funereal sheets the celestial retinue resembled nothing so much as a roomful of furniture awaiting movers, an impression that the candles, the incense, and the soft moans of the organ were powerless to conteract. Terrifying dark bundles loomed where the life-size saints had stood, each with its influenza-pale expression, its elaborate wig woven from the hair of someone long dead, its rubies, pearls and emeralds of painted glass, and the rich gown of a Florentine aristocrat. The only one whose appearance was enhanced by mourning was the church's patron saint, Sebastián, for during Holy Week the faithful were spared the sight of that body twisted in the most indecent posture, pierced by arrows, and dripping with blood and tears like a suffering homosexual, whose wounds, kept miraculously fresh by Father Restrepo's brush, made Clara tremble with disgust.
  —  The House of the Spirits (Isabel Allende)
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