Johnny loves June.
Category: What I’m Looking At
Things I find and squirrel away.
Bottles.
Bottles.
Goethe on solitude
On this account, nothing is more dangerous than solitude; there our imagination, always disposed to rise, taking a new flight on the wings of fancy, pictures to us a chain of beings, of whom we seem the most inferior. All things appear greater than...
Roosevelt
Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again. [via mdh.]
Augusten Burroughs
I myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.
C.S. Lewis
You do not have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body. – C.S. Lewis
Roderick on the Line
"At Portland's heart is a fat, greasy man with a combover paying for sex with a 15 year old runaway." "We have a Tyrell coffeemaker. It has giant glasses and an owl." [via Roderick on the Line, Ep. 44, "The Story of Lola".]
L’Étranger
[via voxsart.]
Water bridges are amazing.
Here’s one in Magdeburg.
Missing Eleanor?
Me too. [via messesofmen.]






