reading alone in your room at sunset with your windows open while the wind caresses your skin is probably the closest thing we have to a cure for the human condition
The biggest lie I keep telling myself is that I can listen to Shine just once without having to replay it for the next hour
In a good bookroom you feel in some mysterious way that you are absorbing the wisdom contained in all the books through your skin, without even opening them.
- Mark Twain
"And I pray one prayer--I repeat it till my tongue stiffens--Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you--haunt me then. The murdered do haunt their murderers. I believe--I know that ghosts have wandered the earth. Be with me always--take any form--drive me mad. Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!"
-Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
gryffindor: bonfires, dancing alone in your room at midnight, coffee stains, steaming showers, can be a bit socially awkward, licorice, jean jackets, photograph sessions with friends, road trips, sunrises, animal lovers
hufflepuff: determined, leather jackets, earphones, works hard and smart, sarcastic smirks, treats people with kindness, blasting music, respects rules, constantly sends memes to their friends, not afraid to stand up for what’s right
ravenclaw: inspired by nature, scrunchies, bullshits an entire essay and still gets a high grade, really messy, oversized hoodies, artistic, goes to coffee shops for the aesthetics, loves reading fantasy books, street smart, random facts
slytherin: very emotional but doesn’t show it, houseplants, old cottages in the woods, probably an artist, cries during sad movie scenes but won’t admit it, loves hiking in the forests, greek mythology, easily embarrassed, sharp minded
find something that makes you feel passionate. read everything you can find about it, research it late at night, then tell your friends about it. make notes and think deeply about it on long walks and on bus rides and when you fall asleep. because our passions make us who we are, they define us, they are what we stay alive for. how sad and dull life would be if we had nothing that kept our hearts wild and our eyes alight.
The inexplicable romanticism of reading indoors during a thunderstorm.
The existential suspicion that there is something more waiting out there for you to find it.
The dark and heady way they move through the corridors, as though they were crafted from the gods themselves.
Why dont you go watch a studio ghibli movie and think about the power of love and kindness and maybe you'll calm down
oh to wear dark turtlenecks and oversized blazers, consume unhealthy amounts of coffee, study during rainy nights whilst the moon stares at you, go to long lost ruins of old castles with your friends and make poetry about your secret lover
Tha fact that Dostoevskij HAD to point out that Raskol'nikov is hot af in the first chapter of Crime and punishment speaks to me on a spiritual level.
Once you’ve met someone you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return