Aemaeth

Reblog if you have met someone online that you would love to hang with but they live far away.

pre-hangover:

Everyone. All of you. Be my friends.

Old Alaskan adage

He who whips his dogs will pull his own sled one day.

My obsession with octopus continues. Thank you Japan.

Roller pigeons climb high and fast. Then roll over and fall just as fast towards the earth. There are shallow rollers and there are deep rollers. You can’t breed two deep rollers or their young – their offspring – would roll all the way down, hit, and die. Agent Starling is a deep roller. Let us hope one of her parents was not.

—	Hannibal Lecter

He started for the companion stairs, but turned his head for a final word. “Do you know the only value life has is what life puts upon itself? And it is of course over-estimated since it is of necessity prejudiced in its own favour. Take that man I had aloft. He held on as if he were a precious thing, a treasure beyond diamonds or rubies. To you? No. To me? Not at all. To himself? Yes. But I do not accept his estimate. He sadly overrates himself. There is plenty more life demanding to be born. Had he fallen and dripped his brains upon the deck like honey from the comb, there would have been no loss to the world. He was worth nothing to the world. The supply is too large. To himself only was he of value, and to show how fictitious even this value was, being dead he is unconscious that he has lost himself. He alone rated himself beyond diamonds and rubies. Diamonds and rubies are gone, spread out on the deck to be washed away by a bucket of sea-water, and he does not even know that the diamonds and rubies are gone. He does not lose anything, for with the loss of himself he loses the knowledge of loss. Don’t you see? And what have you to say?”

Jack Londons Sea Wolf - CHAPTER VI

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