Another article followed by a letter from pre-Smiths Morrissey to Robert Mackie, this time from the debut issue of The Loop fanzine. (And once again I have edited out Mackie’s home address, in the interest of privacy…)
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reblogged from a dull and witless child.
(Source: blackfairytalesandwhitelies)
reblogged from A Glimpse in Pandora's Box.
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I could have. What does this phrase mean? At any given moment in our lives, there are certain things that could have happened but didn’t. The magic moments go unrecognized, and then suddenly, the hand of destiny changes everything.
But love is much like a dam: if you allow a tiny crack to form through which only a trickle of water can pass, that trickle will quickly bring down the whole structure, and soon no one will be able to control the force of the current.
Love is a trap. When it appears, we see only its light, not its shadows.“
— ‘By the river Piedra I sat down and wept’ by Paulo Coelho (via kari-shma)
(Source: kari-shma)
reblogged from a little bit of love..
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Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learnanything or anyone
that does not bring you aliveis too small for you.
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— House of Belonging by David Whyte (via melancholynotes)
(Source: growing-orbits)
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She went on olden-day sailing ships with Joseph Conrad. She went to Africa with Ernest Hemingway and to India with Rudyard Kipling. She travelled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village.
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— Roald Dahl, Matilda (via libraryland)
reblogged from Libraryland.
Lee White via moncabinetdecuriosites (via obliviously)
This is ridiculous. I love it.
reblogged from I Believe This Is Known As Escapism.
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Life itself is the most wonderful fairy tale of all.
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— Hans Christian Andersen (via libraryland)
reblogged from Libraryland.
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