December 2010
11 posts
Sonnet 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken. Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks...
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“To confine our attention to terrestrial matters would be to limit the human...”
– Stephen Hawking (via quote-book)
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“If you’re feeling frightened about what comes next… Don’t. Embrace the...”
– Julia Brown, Everwood (via fly4freedom)
