Not liking someone does not make you a hater. Speaking about it all the time, even when nobody asks you, makes you a hater.

Trevor Noah

(Source: anothersuitcase)

Cheer up everyone. Since we’re all going to die horribly anyway, what’s there to be worried about?

Skulduggery Pleasant (via fuckyeahskulduggerypleasant) —

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They looked around when Ghastly cleared his throat, and watched him touch the tattoos on his collarbones. Clear skin flowed over his scars, and he walked awkwardly up to Tanith. “Um,” he said to her. “Don’t die.”

“OK,” Tanith said.

“When this is over,” he continued, “I’m going to make you dinner. You don’t have to like it, and you don’t have to eat it, and I suppose you don’t even have to be there, but… But that’s what I’m going to do.”

Tanith frowned. “Are you asking me on a date?”

“I think so, yes. Will you have dinner with me?”

Tanith smiled the most beautiful smile. “I’d love to,” she said. She laid a hand on his chest, tapped her fingers on his collarbones, and the clear skin retracted. Once his scars were revealed, Tanith kissed him, once, on the lips. “I like steak,” she said. “Can’t go wrong with steak.”

“Steak it is,” he murmured.

He stepped away, and Valkyrie grinned at Tanith.

“Oh, good God,” China said, rolling her eyes. “I do hope the Remnants kill me first.”

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*Sniffle* ALL OF THE AWARDS, YOU TWO. ALL OF THE AWARDS.

“I’m the Hogwarts Sorting Hat and I can cap them all. There’s nothing hidden in your head the Sorting Hat can’t see, So try me on and I will tell you where you ought to be. You might belong in Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart, Their daring, nerve and chivalry set Gryffindors apart; You might belong in Hufflepuff, where they are just and loyal, Those patient Hufflepuffs are true and unafraid of toil; Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you’ve a ready mind, Where those of wit and learning will always find their kind; Or perhaps in Slytherin you’ll make your real friends, Those cunning folk use any means to achieve their ends.”

(Source: littlehpquotes)

And what if I wave my wand and nothing happens?”
“Throw it away and punch him in the nose,” suggested Ron

(Source: anothersuitcase)

Right, physics! Physics, eh? Physics, physics, physics, physics, physics, physcis. Physics! Hope you’re getting all this down.

David Tennant (Doctor Who: School Reunion) —

Right, physics! Physics, eh? Physics, physics, physics, physics, physics, physcis. Physics! Hope you’re getting all this down.