« Here lies the whateverest things. » 
— Dustin Hoffman, Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium.
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"When King Lear dies in Act V, do you know what Shakespeare has written? He’s written “He dies.” That’s all, nothing more. No fanfare, no metaphor, no brilliant final words. The culmination of the most influential work of dramatic literature is “He dies.” It takes Shakespeare, a genius, to come up with “He dies.” And yet every time I read those two words, I find myself overwhelmed with dysphoria. And I know it’s only natural to be sad, but not because of the words “He dies,” but because of the life we saw prior to the words. I’ve lived all five of my acts, Mahoney, and I am not asking you to be happy that I must go. I’m only asking that you turn the page, continue reading… and let the next story begin. And if anyone asks what became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest “He died."
Best. Photo. Ever.
This photo is pure wonder. Voldy&Bella’s smile. Gawww ♥
Kate and Cary on set of Bringing Up Baby, 1938
Love how the leopard is just chillin’ in the baby carriage lol.
cary and kate are like, “don’t know if want..”
lol Kate’s just like, “Aww he’s so cuteee” and Cary is just like “God help me!”
André Kertész - Esztergom, Hungary, 1916
From André Kertész by Noël Bourcier
Because I’m playing the Cello.
