James Joyce: Ulysses
I’m grateful for every new week that I get to spend with the woman I have loved my entire life.
I saw this man on the Metro this past Monday, and asked him who the flowers were for. They were for his wife. They’ve been married for 47 years. FORTY-SEVEN. Every Monday, he brings her home flowers after work. My heart died at that moment.
WInged Heart (by Tristan des Limbes)
omfg google maps
thanks duarteinacan for showing me this!
tumblrbot asked: ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?
robot dinosaurs w/lasers attached to their heads
rational exploration of the undersea – irrational walk, 2006, philippe ramette
He’s got the right idea…