The Owl Says Whoo

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Mon, 17 Jun 2013 22:52:11 -0400

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Mon, 17 Jun 2013 22:51:11 -0400

"Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them."

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 19:58:08 -0400

“Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them.”

- Ralph Waldo Emerson (via saminthesoutheast)

tastefullyoffensive: [via]

Sun, 16 Jun 2013 19:52:48 -0400

tastefullyoffensive:

[via]

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Sun, 16 Jun 2013 19:46:34 -0400

redvioletsquares: do you ever think about how much self-control it took for Javert to not tell...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 21:14:37 -0400

redvioletsquares:

do you ever think about how much self-control it took for Javert to not tell everyone what his name was when he was undercover at the barricade

catasters: The First Five Days After the Weekend are Always the...

Fri, 14 Jun 2013 16:33:33 -0400

catasters:

The First Five Days After the Weekend are Always the Hardest

adventuresonpaper: I’ll come back for you i whisper as i caress the books i can’t afford

Tue, 11 Jun 2013 00:38:11 -0400

adventuresonpaper:

I’ll come back for you i whisper as i caress the books i can’t afford

glitterpen1s: my heart

Mon, 10 Jun 2013 20:00:50 -0400

glitterpen1s:

my heart

baelor: amoying: imagine if trees gave off wifi signals, we would be planting so many trees and...

Sun, 09 Jun 2013 19:03:52 -0400

baelor:

amoying:

imagine if trees gave off wifi signals, we would be planting so many trees and we’d probably save the planet too

too bad they only produce the oxygen we breathe

“I hope she’ll be a fool. That’s the best thing a girl can be...

Sun, 09 Jun 2013 19:00:55 -0400

“I hope she’ll be a fool. That’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”

rumplestiltskins: AU crack

Thu, 06 Jun 2013 00:34:43 -0400

rumplestiltskins:

AU crack

"A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”)..."

Mon, 03 Jun 2013 21:00:12 -0400

“A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.”

- Carl Sagan (via thegirlandherbooks)