The single best speech I’ve seen on feminism yet.

posted on Sep 23 / 21:19 / 2,652 notes / via m-charlotte / Source
tagged as: #emma watson #feminism


posted on Sep 23 / 21:18 / 250 notes / via elenwe-of-the-vanyar / Source



Ares was the god of courage, battle-lust, and warfare in greek mythology. He was born the son of Zeus and Hera, and was one of the twelve Olympians of the greek pantheon. He rides into battle upon his chariot with his sons Phobos (fear) and Deimos (terror), along with his sister and lover, Enyo (discord). He is considered to be the violent and terrifying aspect of warfare and is often depicted in battle scenes as a destructive force of power.

posted on Sep 23 / 20:59 / 1,252 notes / via kaijuborn / Source

Ain’t no thing like me, except me!

posted on Sep 23 / 20:53 / 3,214 notes / via kaijuborn / Source

❝ I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. ❞

— Charles Dickens (via i-aint-straight)
posted on Sep 22 / 23:48 / 856 notes / via i-aint-straight

make me choose: eattherudeone asked: dorne or winterfell

posted on Sep 22 / 23:47 / 2,702 notes / via housemartellofsunspear

❝ Love her, love her, love her! If she favours you, love her. If she wounds you, love her. If she tears your heart to pieces – and as it gets older and stronger, it will tear deeper – love her, love her, love her! ❞

— Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via mola1)
posted on Sep 22 / 23:47 / 117 notes / via mola1

Dorne is a very special land, with a slightly different cultural basis than the rest of Westeros… it was politically apart for a long time, it was also culturally apart because of the Rhoynar and the traditions they brought, but they didn’t influence the rest of Westeros so much.

posted on Sep 22 / 23:43 / 696 notes / via housemartellofsunspear / Source


The Secret Garden (1993)

posted on Sep 22 / 23:36 / 2,041 notes / via myworldofnonsense1

❝ Out of my thoughts! You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read, since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since—on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes, in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in the woods, in the sea, in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with. The stones of which the strongest London buildings are made, are not more real, or more impossible to displace with your hands, than your presence and influence have been to me, there and everywhere, and will be. ❞

Charles Dickens, from Great Expectations (Chapman & Hall, 1861)
posted on Sep 22 / 23:29 / 399 notes / via apoetreflects