“It’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies”

“It’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies”

How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.

—A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh (via larmoyante)

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Audrey Hepburn during the filming of Sabrina, New York City, 1954 by Dennis Stock


Audrey Hepburn during the filming of Sabrina, New York City, 1954 by Dennis Stock

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Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.

—Unknown (via wethinkwedream)

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Jon Stewart Goes After Fox in Powerful Ferguson Monologue

I will forever love this man. 

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One week from today I will be a New York resident again.

This is a strange, wonderful, bittersweet feeling. Don’t know what I did to deserve this, but I’m so fucking grateful. 

Two years ago, I ran away to St. Louis for grad school after my aunt died of colon cancer and I didn’t know how to cope. Escaping to the quiet of the midwest and the promise of a career seemed like the best option. I remember the last night I saw her, comatose in her hospital bed at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center. I remember crying more than I knew possible and telling my mom I couldn’t leave after this. She hugged me, looked me straight in the eye, and said that my aunt would want me to go. 

Two years and countless wonderful memories later, I am less than two weeks away from moving back to New York where I was just offered a position as a data analyst at that same cancer center. Life has a weird way of working out sometimes. Thanks, Aunt Alanna. I owe you one. 

I’m in love with people who are in love with the world.

—Bill Mackin (via psychedelicsunshine)

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I need to stop running away from good things. 

Lost in New York? The streets are numbered! How’d you get lost in New York? I know it’s kind of stupid to complain about a movie that came out seventeen years ago, but I wasn’t a comedian back then. So I have to do it now. I wish I’d been. I wish I’d been a def jam comic when [Home Alone 2: Lost in New York] came out. I would’ve torn it to pieces! 

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It’s that thing when you’re with someone and you love them and they know it and they love you and you know it but it’s a party and you’re both talking to other people and you’re laughing and shining and you look across the room and catch each other’s eyes. But not because you’re possessive, or it’s precisely sexual, but because that is your person in this life and it’s funny and sad but only because this life will end and it’s this secret world that exists right there. In public. Unnoticed. That no one else knows about. It’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us but we don’t have the ability to perceive them. That’s what I want out of a relationship. Or just life, I guess.

Frances Ha (via notebookings)

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