(Source: renaissancekid)
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(Reblogged from chickfrmlasnite)
There will come a time when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything. There will be no one left to remember Aristotle or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did and built and wrote and thought and discovered will be forgotten and all of this…will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever. There was time before organisms experienced consciousness, and there will be time after. And if the inevitability of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that’s what everyone else does.
John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via funeral)
A monogram of the alphabet.
Meet the Numbers by Grant Snider/Incidental Comics
(via Grant’s tumblr: incidentalcomics)
This is just so inviting and warm, in addition to being a beautiful photo. Imagine having slow, snuggly, sex in this little hut while looking out at the fire among the snow.
First eco Podhotel in Flims, Switzerland
“Some people make musical history”
“Pete made history with his music”
- Bill Clinton on Pete Seeger
Pete Seeger’s right arm. It’s the hammer of justice.
via An Unknown God
