monobeartheater:

verylittlebird:

a magician asks you to pick a card - any card, in fact. you do. they ask you to put the card back in the pack - anywhere in the pack, in fact. you do. they walk away. ten years later, your wife gives birth to the six of clubs. “is this your card?” the midwife asks, in a familiar voice.

what the fuck

(via chrlsty)

(Source: iraffiruse)

"I would rather have a mind opened by wonder than one closed by belief."

Gerry Spence, How to Argue & Win Every Time (via scu)

(Source: anamorphosis-and-isolate, via apoplecticskeptic)

"Of all man’s instruments, the most wondrous, no doubt, is the book. The other instruments are extensions of his body. The microscope, the telescope, are extensions of his sight; the telephone is the extension of his voice; then we have the plow and the sword, extensions of the arm. But the book is something else altogether: the book is an extension of memory and imagination."

Jorge Luis Borges (via observando)

lavapeople:

opticallyaroused:

A sculpture of the Roman Colosseum, done in a real tooth.

Woah

(via eye-hand)

"I couldn’t get to sleep. The book lay nearby. A thin object on the divan. So strange. Between two cardboard covers were noises, doors, howls, horses, people. All side by side, pressed tightly against one another. Boiled down to little black marks. Hair, eyes, voices, nails, legs, knocks on doors, walls, blood, beards, the sound of horseshoes, shouts. All docile, blindly obedient to the little black marks. The letters run in mad haste, now here, now there. The a’s, f’s, y’s, k’s all run. They gather together to create a horse or a hailstorm. They run again. Now they create a dagger, a night, a murder. Then streets, slamming doors, silence. Running and running. Never stopping."

Ismail Kadare, Chronicle in Stone (via observando)

"Much of what we called “depression” was really dissatisfaction, a result of setting a bar impossibly high or expecting treasures we weren’t willing to work for."

Mitch Albom (via observando)
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