gravityrain: so today I was in Hallmark buying my mom a Happy Birthday card when I noticed this old man stnding in front of the Valentines card section contemplating which one to get. I decide to go over and I ask him “Are you getting a Valentine’s Day for your wife?” in which he replies “No my wife died 3 years ago from breast cancer but I still buy her roses and a card and bring them to her grave to prove to her that she was the only one that will ever have my heart” gmh
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12:48 am • 14 February 2012 • 40,576 notes
“It is a painful thing to be asked to live again through events ten years gone, to admit one’s identity with the person who bore one’s name in a by now incredible past … And yet the qualifying act of moral adulthood is precisely this admission of responsibility for the past and its consequences, however undesired or unforeseen.”
— Leslie Fiedler, “Hiss, Chambers, and the Age of Innocence”
11:21 am • 13 February 2012
“They were never together. There was always something between, a radio, a televisor, a car, a plane, a game, nervous exhaustion … They didn’t know each other; they knew things, inventions. They had applauded science while it had built a beautiful glass structure, a glittering miracle of contraptions about them, and, too late, they had found it to be a glass wall. They could not shout through the wall; they could only pantomime silently, never touching, hearing, barely seeing each other.”
— Ray Bradbury
11:47 pm • 5 February 2012
“When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky.” - Buddha ~ ♥ ~
11:26 am • 31 January 2012
Einstein was a ladies’ man (he often cheated on his wives).
He slept 10-11 hours a night.
It’s been said that he wore the same suit everyday but that actually isn’t true. He did like wearing sweatshirts, however.
He liked solitude, especially during his older, more mature years.
He loved women, and women loved him.
10:19 pm • 28 January 2012 • 1 note
can anybody introduce me to the creator of brotips? i think i’m love.
3:07 am • 13 December 2011 • 2 notes