Can I trust you, River Song?
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We’d die, but we’d take half of them down to hell with us. - ASOS, Jaime III
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Jean-Paul Sartre, The Selected Essays
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Lemony Snicket, The Reptile Room
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“Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.”
— Anne Carson, in the preface to Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides (via theclassicsreader)
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Should we die in battle, they will surely sing of us, and it’s always summer in the songs.
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David, by Michelangelo | Ph. Aurelio Amendola
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I died saving him. In return, he saved me to a database in the biggest library in the universe. Left me like a book on a shelf. Didn’t even say goodbye.(x)
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