March 14, 1969
Who has never killed an hour? Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes. The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish. So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not read, you do no daydream. If you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. And when at last it is over, there is no evidence: no weapon, no blood, and no body. The only clue might be the shadows beneath your eyes or a terribly thin line near the corner of you mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and the loss is too empty to share.
The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.
tom wlaschiha is fluent in like 5 languages and plays piano and his fucking lips like are you kidding me
and whenever someone asks what his favorite role in his acting career has been so far he’s like “JAQEN :D”
would you like your character to come back to the show “OH ABSOLUTELY”
who do you think should be on the iron throne “JAQEN :D”
tl;dr sometimes short haired men are a boner too
Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.
Don’t sacrifice the root for the crown…