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Quoting Ray Bradbury (1920-2012), who passed away on Tuesday, at 91-years-old. He wasn’t one for technology and perhaps not electronic tributes either.

But here’s ours anyway.

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posted on 6/19/2012, with 10,631 notes (source: futurejournalismproject) — reblog

Sunny dropped the vegetables on the ground and walked over to her sister and smiled. “I’m not a baby,” Sunny said, and hugged her. It was the longest sentence the youngest Baudelaire had ever said, and as Violet looked down at her sister, she saw how true it was. She was a young girl with unusually sharp teeth, some impressive cooking skills, and an opportunity to spy on a group of villains and discover a piece of crucial information. Sometime, during the unfortunate events that had befallen the three orphans, Sunny had grown out of her babyhood, and although it made Violet a bit sad to think about it, it made her proud, too, and she gave her sister a smile.

Lemony Snicket, The Sloppy Slope

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posted on 4/9/2012, with 8 notesreblog

Anybody that you think means something to you, tell them. Trust me, time runs out.

ShayCarl (Malachi our friend) #RIPMALACHI (via youtuberquotes)

posted on 4/4/2012, with 45 notes (source: youtubepeoples) — reblog

In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.

C.S. Lewis (via ahstahh)

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posted on 3/26/2012, with 887 notes (source: acraeus) — reblog

Alanna waved the drawing of Thayet in front of him, grinning wickedly.
‘You still want to marry me, Sire? Or were you just checking to see if the road is clear?’
Jonathan was beet red with embarrassment.
‘Don’t tease. You know I’d marry you if you said ‘yes.’
‘Then thank the gods one of us has sense.’ She examined the drawing closely.
‘Your artwork’s improved. The one you did of Delia made her look like a cow.’
Pursing her lips, she added thoughtfully, ‘Though now that I think of it, maybe that was your subject matter—’

Alanna and Jonathan  (via songofthelioness)

posted on 2/29/2012, with 44 notes (source: songofthelioness) — reblog

This,” Cole said, the broomstick braced on the ground beside him, looking like Moses in sweatpants, “is the reason raccoons don’t take over the planet.

Cole, Forever, page 165

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posted on 2/29/2012, with 5 notesreblog

It always comes to this, Faithful remarked. A god can guide a mortal, nurture, teach. And yet there comes a moment when the god must stand away from the fosterling and let the inevitable happen.

“Why?” she asked, curious.

That’s how the universe is fashioned, Faithful replied. There are moments when only a human can affect the outcome of events.

She picked him up, letting him perch under her left ear. “You mean they don’t know what’s going to happen?”

People like you are the fulcrums on which the future turns. He gave her ear a nuzzle. Don’t mess it up. I have a reputation to maintain.

Lioness Rampant, Tamora Pierce (via silverjimmy)

posted on 2/19/2012, with 92 notes (source: silverjimmy) — reblog

‎It’ll be like the Mines of Moria,” Fitch said. “Hopefully without the orcs.

The Dragon Heir by Cinda Williams Chima

posted on 1/21/2012, with 8 notesreblog

Alanna swallowed hard. “I’m not a boy.” It was incredibly hard to say. “I’m a girl.”

“You’re a —you’re a WHAT!” George yelled.

Alanna: The First Adventure by Tamora Pierce

Favorite George moment ever? Possibly. xD

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posted on 1/19/2012, with 42 notes (source: justabrowncoatedwench) — reblog

Aly yawned. “I’ll have a look around then. Perhaps Her Grace will excuse me from pouring the wine tonight. You might want to keep a constant watch on them, too. After all, they might find the weapons hidden in the storerooms under the stable.”

Lokeij cursed eloquently. “You can’t know about them! I’ve got the stables watched all the time!”

“I didn’t know until just now,” Aly replied easily, enjoying the joke she had just played on the old man. she ignored Lokeij’s muttered curse, though she stored it in her memory as a useful one to know.

Aly and Lokeij — Trickster’s Choice: A Tricksters Novel by Tamora Pierce (via lovinglifemyway)

posted on 1/13/2012, with 7 notes (source: lovinglifemyway) — reblog

Numair burst through the gate behind her, glistening with sweat and gasping. Before Daine realized what he was doing, he’d dropped his staff and grabbed her by the shoulders. “Don’t you ever—ever—frighten me that way again!” He shook her for punctuation, then wrapped his arms around her so tightly that she thought she might just pop. “Ever,” he added, and kissed her thoroughly before releasing her.

“I don’t know,” she said impishly, smiling up at him. “I like this particular kind of tantrum.”

Numair and Daine — The Realms of the Gods: A The Immortals Novel by Tamora Pierce (via lovinglifemyway)

posted on 1/11/2012, with 22 notes (source: lovinglifemyway) — reblog

Numair took his mouth away. “No,” she whispered, and pulled him back. He was gentler this time, easing his lips carefully over hers, pulling away briefly, then returning.

A good thing he’s holding me up, she thought giddily. Elsewise I’d fall down.

He pulled away with a strangled laugh and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her over to a large rock. There he sat, cradling Daine in his lap. “Goddess bless,” he whispered, smoothing her curls away from her face. “Magelet, I thought I’d lost you.”

Numair and Daine — The Realms of the Gods: A The Immortals Novel by Tamora Pierce (via lovinglifemyway)

posted on 12/24/2011, with 23 notes (source: lovinglifemyway) — reblog

He shook his head, and smiled down at her, white teeth flashing against his swarthy face. “Mithros bless, You look very pretty.”
Kitten chortled while Daine blushed. “You think so really?” she asked, feeling shy. “I know I don’t hold a candle to Alanna, or the queen—”
He held up a hand. “That isn’t strictly accurate. The Lioness is one of my dearest friends, but she is not an exemplar of female beauty. Years and experience have given her charm, and her eyes are extraordinary, but she is not beautiful. Queen Thayet is astoundingly attractive, it’s true, but you have your own—something.” He scrutinized her as she giggled. “You should wear blue more often. It brings out matching shades in your eyes.”

Numair and Daine — Emperor Mage: A The Immortals Novel by Tamora Pierce (via lovinglifemyway)

posted on 12/23/2011, with 28 notes (source: lovinglifemyway) — reblog

Scummer, pox and wound rot!” roared Tunstall, slamming his fist down on the bed. “Gods cursed the pig-tarsed mammering craven currish beef-witted bum-licking gut-griping louts that did this to me! May every flea, leech and hookworm in all creation find and feast upon them!

Tamora Pierce, Bloodhound (via fuckyeatamorapiercebooks)

posted on 12/10/2011, with 7 notes (source: fuckyeatamorapiercebooks) — reblog

Shouldn’t you know what love’s like, before you begin renouncin’ it

Tamora Pierce, George Cooper, In the Hand of the Goddess (via fuckyeatamorapiercebooks)

posted on 12/9/2011, with 10 notes (source: fuckyeatamorapiercebooks) — reblog