- HELL YEAH all flesh is grass mother fucker!
- would that the dead were not dead! but there is grass that must be eaten, pellets that must be chewed, hraka that must be passed, holes that must be dug, sleep that must be slept.
- watership down, richard adams
- it's always darkest under the lighthouse.
- you need not die today. stay here–through pout or pain or peskyness. stay here. see what the news is going to be tomorrow.
- to the young who want to die, gwendolyn brooks
- [...] all mimicked now in flint, breaking blue in white / across this field where they were told to walk, not run, / towards the wood and its nesting machine guns.
- [...] and as he stares into the sky, there are twice as many stars as usual.
- two headed calf, laura gilpin
- "if we wait until we’re ready, we’ll be waiting the rest of our lives.”
- the ersatz elevator, lemony snicket
- ”it had been a long day, and i don’t mind saying that i cried a little bit. there is nothing wrong with crying at the end of a long day.”
- where did you see her last?, lemony snicket
sep 3 2017 ∞
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