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The World Worships the Original.
  1. anneboleyns:

    Rick O’Connell: a summary

    (via freaoscanlin)

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    "Hemingway and James Joyce were drinking buddies in Paris. Joyce was thin and bespectacled; Hemingway was tall and strapping. When they went out Joyce would get drunk, pick a fight with a bigger guy in the bar and then hide behind Hemingway and yell, “Deal with him, Hemingway. Deal with him.”"

    [x] (via newzerokaneda)

    Between this and the story about him reassuring F. Scott Fitzgerald re dick size, I’m developing a picture of Hemingway as the mother hen of the disaffected white male literary set of the early 20th century.

    He probably called up Steinbeck sometimes and was like I CAN’T EVEN WITH THESE DIPSHITS and Steinbeck was all “That’s what you get for living in Paris, asshole”.

    (via copperbadge)

    (via havisham)

    (Source: recordfucker-oldblog, via dapuritoyo)

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Ancient Bridge - Glencoe, Scotland Photo by Kevin Walker

    Ancient Bridge - Glencoe, Scotland
    Photo by Kevin Walker

    (Source: rosa-luna, via marykatewiles)

  4. thefilmstage:

    Lauren Bacall in Harper’s Bazaar, where Howard Hawks discovered her in the March 1943 issue and cast her in To Have and Have Not. She said it was “the twist of fate that changed my life forever.”

    (via marykatewiles)

  5. diggly:


    (Source: imsirius, via freaoscanlin)

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    "I once had to say this on a show many years ago, and I truly believe it: Loneliness is a choice. I like to be alone; I’m more comfortable alone. But I do recognise that I take it too far sometimes and so I try to force myself to keep up with being sociable. I just am a bit of a lone ranger; I always have been. But I don’t believe that necessarily has to translate to being lonely.
    You can be lonely in a crowd of a thousand people. I can be in a hotel room on my own, and not feel lonely. It all comes down to how comfortable you are with who you are in the silence."

    Gillian Anderson (via allweare-juststories)

    (via gentlesleaze)

  7. romanovaas:

    "Your powerful sexual chemistry is too distracting!"

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    Ben Whishaw reading “Annabel Lee” by Edgar Allan Poe. I’ve never heard the strange, tender, spooky heart of it quite so clearly.

    (My audio edit from the Poetica podcast, “Tides.”)

    (via wallacewellsbian)

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    "Someone asked me what home was, and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your rib cage."

    E. E. Cummings (via fponthedl)

    (Source: theworldismadeofwords, via fponthedl)



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