The World Is Indeed Full Of Peril, And In It There Are Many Dark Places; But Still There Is Much That

EMMA WATSON, EVANNA LYNCH and BONNIE WRIGHT Harry Potter 20th Anniversary: Return to Hogwarts (2022) dir. Eran Creevy, Joe Pearlman, Giorgio Testi

If I know what love is, it is because of you.

Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf (via the-book-diaries)

Stranger Things + audio description 1.06 = You saved me. Do you understand? You saved me.

Lying on the ground, Eleven stares tearfully at Mike, who crouches beside her. Dried blood under both nostrils, her lips quiver with emotion. Her mouth tightens, and Mike pulls her off the ground into a hug. As Mike and Eleven embrace, Dustin kneels down and wraps his arms around both of them. Eleven nuzzles her face against Mike’s shoulder and closes her eyes. Shaded by the towering rock wall, the three kids kneel beside the sunny edge of the quarry, holding each other close.

I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, Kiss me harder, and You’re a good person, and, You brighten my day. I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.

Rachel C. Lewis (via thelovejournals)

She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light fell on his thin, dark hair, the way he sat and moved and wore his clothes—she was conscious that even these trivial things were in woven with her deepest life.

Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth (via the-book-diaries)

I want too much, she thought. I want everything. I want day and night, sleeping and waking, world without end, amen. Someone warned her once that it was fatal to tell a man you loved him. ‘What I really want,’ she said, ‘deep down, is stillness, safety. The feeling you’d always be there. I love you. I think I must have loved you without knowing it all my life.’

Daphne Du Maurier, Don’t Look Now & Other Stories (via the-book-diaries)

She didn’t need a protector or a rescuer. But she did need him.

Alexandra Bracken, Passenger (via the-book-diaries)

You inspired me. For that, you are worth every inch of love I had to give.

Bianca Sparacino, Seeds Planted in Concrete (via the-book-diaries)

queen charlotte's i will stand with you between the heavens and the earth. i will tell you where you are destroyed me and i will never recover.

It’s like he’s got two emotions - pissed off and sadistically amused.

Rainbow Rowell, Carry On (via the-book-diaries)