Do authors really put as much symbolism into their books as English teachers...– John Green (via everybodylivesrose)
Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird, evangelical zeal,...– The Fault in Our Stars, John Green (via check-your-pockets-chimney-child)
My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.– The Fault in Our Stars (via pageandoven)
O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is!...– Miranda, The Tempest (act 5, scene i) by William Shakespeare (via next-year-in-ramallah)
next-year-in-ramallah: Gentle breath of yours my sails Must fill, or else my project fails, Which was to please. Now I want Spirits to enforce, art to enchant; And my ending is despair, Unless I be reliev’d by prayer, Which pierces so that it assaults Mercy itself, and frees all faults. As you from crimes would pardon’d be, Let your indulgence set me free. Prospero, The Tempest (Act 5, scene...