Reading Time With Pickle

Lay me down
Let the only sound
Be the overflow
Pockets full of stones

28/8/2011 . 11 notes . Reblog

28/8/2011 . 12 notes . Reblog

Han: I’m sure Luke wasn’t on that thing when it blew.Leia: He wasn’t. I can feel it.Han: You love him. Don’t you?Leia: Yes.Han: All right. I understand. Fine. When he comes back… I won’t get in the way.Leia: [Smiling] It’s not like that at all. He’s my brother.

star wars vi - return of the jedi

Han: I’m sure Luke wasn’t on that thing when it blew.
Leia: He wasn’t. I can feel it.
Han: You love him. Don’t you?
Leia: Yes.
Han: All right. I understand. Fine. When he comes back… I won’t get in the way.
Leia: [Smiling] It’s not like that at all. He’s my brother.

star wars vi - return of the jedi

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You like me because I’m a scoundrel. There aren’t enough scoundrels in your life.

Star Wars | Han&Leia

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The old man seemed to sense his doubts. “Tell me, Jon, if the day should ever come when your lord father must needs choose between honor on the one hand and those he loves on the other, what would he do?”Jon hesitated. He wanted to say that Lord Eddard would never dishonor himself, not even for love, yet inside a small sly voice whispered, He fathered a bastard, where was the honor in that? And your mother, what of his duty to her, he will not even say her name. “He would do whatever was right,” he said… ringingly, to make up for his hesitation. “No matter what.”“Then Lord Eddard is a man in ten thousand. Most of us are not so strong. What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.”

The old man seemed to sense his doubts. “Tell me, Jon, if the day should ever come when your lord father must needs choose between honor on the one hand and those he loves on the other, what would he do?”
Jon hesitated. He wanted to say that Lord Eddard would never dishonor himself, not even for love, yet inside a small sly voice whispered, He fathered a bastard, where was the honor in that? And your mother, what of his duty to her, he will not even say her name. “He would do whatever was right,” he said… ringingly, to make up for his hesitation. “No matter what.”
“Then Lord Eddard is a man in ten thousand. Most of us are not so strong. What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.”

4/6/2011 . 102 notes . Reblog

3/6/2011 . Notes . Reblog

Cersei: Was it ever possible for us? Was there ever a time, ever a moment?Robert: No… Does that make you feel better or worse?Cersei: It doesn’t make me feel anything.

I don’t like Cersei, nor even Robert but I have to admit it: this entire dialogue is brilliant. The acting in this scene is very, very - I can say - magnific! This subtle commotion about a very cold and very “distant” relationship… It’s almost touching. Almost.

Cersei: Was it ever possible for us? Was there ever a time, ever a moment?
Robert: No… Does that make you feel better or worse?
Cersei: It doesn’t make me feel anything.

I don’t like Cersei, nor even Robert but I have to admit it: this entire dialogue is brilliant. The acting in this scene is very, very - I can say - magnific! This subtle commotion about a very cold and very “distant” relationship… It’s almost touching. Almost.

29/5/2011 . 79 notes . Reblog