“No, being on the street, that’s terrible!”

“No - love is like oxygen!”

“What?”

“Love is a many splendored thing, love lifts us up where we belong, all you need is love!”

Even if it’s only a sixth form magazine, I really like my writing being published.

It feels like a physical legacy, something which may live on well beyond my time.

Plus it’s good fun to try and talk about what I find fascinating in the world in a way which is (hopefully!) a little engaging and useful to people who have totally different interests.

fishingboatproceeds:

Some people have asked to read the commencement address I delivered this morning to the 2013 graduates of Butler University. So here it is.

My own commencement speaker, who shall remain nameless, began with a lame joke about how these speeches only come in two varieties: Short and bad. This…

❝DiCaprio and Mulligan, meanwhile, don’t seem like star-crossed lovers so much as a delusional man in love with a bauble of a woman. Maybe that’s intentional?❞

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People Magazine’s review on ‘The Great Gatsby’

(via brucewaynes)

shutupmerlin:

My new favourite thing to do on the internet when I’m bored is to go onto IMDB, look up perfectly innocent movies, and read the Parents Guide 

Oh my, from Moulin Rouge: “One of these scenes shows her making moaning noises in lingerie and grabbing at a man’s crotch. This scene is quite lengthy.”  

Or from Les Mis: “One shit. One or two uses each of “hell,” “ass” and “bastard.” Jesus’ name is misused a half-dozen times, most often by the innkeeper. God’s also comes up as exclamatory. Also 1 bitch in the “At the End of the Day” song.”

- Commodore?
- No, not anymore. Weren’t you listening?

The posh Royal Navy Brits are definitely the best characters of PoTC. 

You are beautiful. Beautiful, fragile human skin.