heartcrazed

This tumblog contains everything that inspires me or that I find simply beautiful.

I am 24 years old and come from a small village in Germany. My interests are beautiful things like photography, web design and typography.

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The most exciting phrase to hear in science, the one that heralds new
discoveries, is not “Eureka!” but “That’s funny …”

Isaac Asimov

Love looks not with the eyes but with the mind.

Helena, A Midsummer Night’s Dream (I, i, 234)

Like the way the sun is right now, with the long shadows, and that kind of bright, soft light you get when the sun isn’t quite setting? That’s the light that makes everything better, everything prettier, and today, everything just seemed to be in that light.

John Green, Looking for Alaska

Everything is a self-portrait. A diary. Your whole drug history’s in a strand of your hair. Your fingernails. The forensic details. The lining of your stomach is a document. The calluses on your hand tell all your secrets. Your teeth give you away. Your accent. The wrinkles around your mouth and eyes. Everything you do shows your hand.

Chuck Palahniuk, Diary

I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.

John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

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You know what’s sad about reading books? It’s that you fall in love with the characters. They grow on you. And as you read, you start to feel what they feel - all of them - you become them. And when you’re done, you’re never the same. Sure you’re still you, you look the same, talk in the same manner, but something in you has changed. Something in the way you think, the way you choose, sometimes, even the things you say may differ. But it all comes down to the state you go to after a nice novel. The after-feeling. It’s amazing, but somehow, you feel left alone by that world you were once in. It’s overwhelming. But it makes you sad. Cause for once you were this, this otherworldly being in… Neverwhere, and then you suddenly have to say goodbye after a few weeks from when you read the last page. When you’ve recovered from that state. It’s just… quite sad.

Hunger Games

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Sharon Shinn, The Shape of Desire

Sharon Shinn, The Shape of Desire

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One day you will kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.

Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

I get it now. I get it. The things you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end.

John Green and David Levithan, Will Grayson, Will Grayson (via skeletales)

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So yes. It had flaws, but what does that matter when it comes to matters of the heart? We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it. In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That’s as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.

The Wise Man’s Fear by Patrick Rothfuss

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