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atonement (2007) dir. joe wright

Enter the players. There were seven of us then, seven bright young things with wide precious futures ahead of us, though we saw no farther than the books in front of our faces. We were always surrounded by books and words and poetry, all the fierce passions of the world bound in leather and vellum. (I blame this in part for what happened.)

— what was surprising was that 6:21 had now happened enough outside of the ley line to arouse their suspicions. something was happening, but he did not know what.

@atlaonline event 02: favorite platonic pairing ➢ aang  +  zuko.     you know, zuko, i don’t care what everyone else says about you. you’re pretty smart.

@projectliterature event 01 : 2020 releases   —   mexican gothic      —  the world might indeed be a cursed circle; the snake swallowed its tail and there could be no end, only an eternal ruination and endless devouring.

“Do you think Gansey’s Latin is that good?” Adam replied tersely. “It was your handwriting on the rock, Ronan, that said they spoke Latin. Shut up.”

Love is not quantifiable, and therefore not finite.