let me just talk about how rapunzel’s parents didn’t need a single line of dialogue to tell their story and i cried every time they were on screen because they were just so beautiful and expressive

let me just talk about how rapunzel’s parents didn’t need a single line of dialogue to tell their story and i cried every time they were on screen because they were just so beautiful and expressive

Let me add that the animation in this movie is one of the most incredible things I have ever seen. Everytime I see a gif or a video, I’m reminded that this is by far part of the pinnacle of 3D animation and something I will always look up to as an animator too. I weep internally at how good it is ok.

— Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters

“No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen-heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention. Well, get used to that feeling. That’s how your whole life will feel someday. ”

— keaton henson, from ‘hithermost’

“your touch is a priceless possession
don’t let me tire of it, tell me i’ve won
don’t waste the touch of your skin on a greeting
hold me at night so i know the day’s done.

my name from your lips is a sonnet
but utter it not just for mere naming’s sake
save all the syllables, wait until morning
speak to me then so i know i’m awake.

the sound of your laughter is music for dancing
and though you should know of the spell that you cast
don’t spend it eagerly, wait till it’s earnest
laugh with me then so i know it won’t last

there is still a word, gone un-uttered between us
but don’t say it yet darling, i’ll tell you when.
one day i’ll need it like air underwater
save it till then will you,
save it till then.”

— The Archived, by Victoria Schwab

“The silliest things shatter you.”

You used to have a lot of pain, remember?

You used to have a lot of pain, remember? You killed your own father, and then forced your brother to become a vampire. That was just the start of your reign of terror. You hated yourself for a century, but then you found her. Didn’t last very long. But the ending’s the best part because you actually felt real pain, physical pain, torture. Remember? You were trapped in a safe. Tossed in a quarry. Water flooded in. You tried to scream. You tried to escape but all you could do was drown over and over and over again. The only thing keeping you sane was the hope that one day one of the two people you loved, they’d come rescue you. B u t   t h e y   d i d n ’ t.

— Winston Churchill

“Don’t take ‘no’ for an answer, never submit to failure. Do not be fobbed off with mere personal success or acceptance. You will make all kinds of mistakes, but as long as you are generous and true, and also fierce, you cannot hurt the world…”

— “I’m not like the other girls”, Claudia Gray

“It saddens me to see girls proudly declaring they’re not like other girls – especially when it’s 41,000 girls saying it in a chorus, never recognizing the contradiction. It’s taking a form of contempt for women – even a hatred for women – and internalizing it by saying, Yes, those girls are awful, but I’m special, I’m not like that, instead of stepping back and saying, This is a lie.
…
The real meaning of “I’m not like the other girls” is, I think, “I’m not the media’s image of what girls should be.” Well, very, very few of us are. Pop culture wants to tell us that we’re all shallow, backstabbing, appearance-obsessed shopaholics without a thought in our heads beyond cute boys and cuter handbags. It’s a lie – a flat-out lie – and we need to recognize it and say so instead of accepting that judgement as true for other girls, but not for you.”

— Michael Faudet

“The most beautiful sound in the world to me is not forest birdsong or babbling brooks or even the ringing of church bells. It’s hearing you whisper, ‘I love you’, over and over again.”

When people tease you for the way that you look,

When people 
tease you for 
the way that 
you look,
Please know 
this isn't your 
war.
Close the book. 
Burn the pages.
Our soul is like 
a piece of paper,
Easily ripped 
to pieces,
Though beauty 
is hidden 
between pages.

Conversation I heard in the club.

Shy Guy: Hey there..

Random Guy: Hey what's up?

Shy Guy: Nothing much, just wanted to say you are really cute.

Random Guy: Thanks dude!

Shy Guy: So, are you here with anyone?

Random Guy: Yeah, my girlfriend just went to the washroom.

Shy Guy: Oh God, I'm sorry, didn't know you were straight.

Random Guy: That's alright it's cool.

Shy Guy: You don't mind me calling you cute?

Random Guy: A compliment is a compliment no matter who it comes from.

— Jeanette Winterson

“I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning. If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you.”