captivating quotations from movies, television, literature and people - curated by actual geeks.
The darkness of a day elapsed,
of a day nourished with our sad blood.
A bibliophile of little means is likely to suffer often. Books don’t slip from his hands but fly past him through the air, high as birds, high as prices.
Some day I’ll join him right there,
but now he’s gone with his shaggy coat,
his bad manners and his cold nose
all his sweet and shaggy life,
always near me, never troubling me,
and asking nothing.
Joyful, joyful, joyful,
as only dogs know how to be happy
with only the autonomy
of their shameless spirit.