NEW GIRL
Season 6, Episode 6: Ready

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I know it’s been pointed out before, but it is interesting how Les Mis 2012 shifts this bit of the novel’s message:
Les mis 2012:
“Everyone’s equal when they’re dead.”
Original novel:
“There is no equality, even when you are dead! Just look at Père-Lachaise! The great, those who are rich, are up above, in the acacia alley, which is paved. They can reach it in a carriage. The little people, the poor, the unhappy, well, what of them? they are put down below, where the mud is up to your knees, in the damp places. They are put there so that they will decay the sooner! You cannot go to see them without sinking into the earth.”
My dearest love, I’m not done yet How many years I know I’ll bear I found something in the woods somewhere
DARK (2017-2020) ↳ 3.05 Leben und Tod / Life and Death
✨ a film for every year of my life ✨ | Hairspray (1988) dir. John Waters
Tracy, I have told you about that hair. All ratted up like a teenage Jezebel!
I Can Eat Glass was a linguistic project documented on the early Web by then-Harvard student Ethan Mollick. The objective was to provide speakers with translations of the phrase "I can eat glass, it does not hurt me" from a wide variety of languages; the phrase was chosen because of its unorthodox nature. Mollick's original page disappeared in or about June 2004 [but there is an archived version of the website here].
As Mollick explained, visitors to a foreign country have "an irresistible urge" to say something in that language, and whatever they say (a cited example being along the lines of "Where is the bathroom?") usually marks them as tourists immediately. Saying "I can eat glass, it does not hurt me", however, ensures that the speaker "will be viewed as an insane native, and treated with dignity and respect".
hey reblog this with a piece of your favorite poem, please
When we sleep for good, I would like a tree. I would like Ann to have a tree, too. We can be side by side, on one of the hills that we used to explore. My tree will be bigger. I loved him more. Ann is the one he picked first. But he came back for me.
(Rick Bass, from The Odyssey)
Missing someone is like hearing a name sung quietly from somewhere behind you. Even after you know no one is there, you keep looking back until on a silver afternoon like this you find yourself breathing just enough to make a small dent in the air.
--from “Slow Dance” by Tim Seibles
Then it stops like a bird; like a flower, hangs furled: They must solace themselves with the Saturn above it. What matter to me if their star is a world? Mine has opened its soul to me; therefore I love it.
-- from "My Star" by Robert Browning
And nearer fast and nearer Doth the red whirlwind come; And louder still and still more loud, From underneath that rolling cloud Is heard the trumpet’s war-note proud, The trampling, and the hum. And plainly and more plainly Now through the gloom appears, Far to left and far to right, In broken gleams of dark-blue light, The long array of helmets bright, The long array of spears.
- Horatius at the Bridge by Thomas Babington Macaulay
Yes, we’d like to clap the camels, to smell the spice, admire her hairy legs and bonny wicked smile, we want to take PhDs in Persian, be vice to her president: we want to help her ask some Difficult Questions she’s shouting for our wisest man to test her mettle: Scour Scotland for a Solomon! Sure enough: from the back of the crowd someone growls: whae do you think y'ur? and a thousand laughing girls and she draw our hot breath and shout
THE QUEEN OF SHEBA!
Kathleen Jamie’s The Queen of Sheba
Time has transfigured them into
Untruth. The stone fidelity
They hardly meant has come to be
Their final blazon, and to prove
Our almost-instinct almost true:
What will survive of us is love.
Philip Larkin, 'An Arundel Tomb'
and to be on the safe side i wouldn’t mind if somehow
i became entangled in your perception of admirable objects
so you might say to yourself: i have recently noticed
how superbly situated the empire state building is
how it looms up suddenly behind cemeteries and rivers
so far away you could touch it—therefore i love you
Superbly situated- Robert Hershon
“When I’m in command, every mission is a suicide mission” -Commander Zapp Shepard
sleeping positions that fuck up your spine feel so good for no reason it’s literally the devil’s deepest temptation
Jean Cocteau - Hollywood Sleep, 1953. Oil on panel, Pompidou Centre, Paris.
if you set off a rube goldberg type death trap to kill someone, if it's a long enough machine, it ceases to become your fault if somebody dies at the end. that's how I've gotten away with it all these years, and why I'm still going to heaven.
You’re in the squad because of your optimized combat build and heavy weapons. I’m in the squad because they’re trying to romance me and want to hear my dialogue options. We are not the same.