#nathan

↑ top up position down The fact that I suspect I'm an asshole means I probably am not, because a real asshole doesn't think he's an asshole, does he? Therefore, by realizing that I'm an asshole, I am in fact negating that very realization, am I not? Descartes's Asshole Axiom: I think I am; therefor I'm not one. ↗

— Jonathan Tropper

#humor #jonathan-tropper #humor

(Sebastian) "See, there you go. You're always looking at me like that." "Like what?" "Like I burn down animal shelters for fun and light my cigarettes with orphans. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #jonathan-morgenstern #lol #sebastian #clary-fray

As Master Nathaniel jogged leisurely along his thoughts turned to the Farmer Gibberty, who many a time must have jogged along this path, in just such a way, and seen and heard the very same things that he was seeing and hearing now. Yes, the Farmer Gibberty had once been a real living man, like himself. And so had millions of others, whose names he had never heard. And one day he himself would be a prisoner, confined between the walls of other people's memory. And then he would cease even to be that, and become nothing but a few words cut in stone. What would these words be, he wondered. ↗

— Hope Mirrlees

#epitaphs #nathaniel-chanticleer #death

Want to know the biggest lie ever written? 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. ↗

— Bart Yates

#brothers-bishop #nathan-bishop #love

After a gig I always head back to the hotel, remembering granny's words of wisdom. I cancel the late-night pizza and watch the Jonathan Ross show instead. ↗

— Jimmy Carr

#always #back #cancel #gig #granny

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a large ego must be in want of a woman to cut him down to size ↗

— Melissa Nathan

#melissa-nathan #paraphrased #pride-and-prejudice #humor

Brod’s life was a slow realization that the world was not for her, and that for whatever reason, she would never be happy and honest at the same time. She felt as if she were brimming, always producing and hoarding more love inside her. But there was no release. Table, ivory elephant charm, rainbow, onion, hairdo, mollusk, Shabbos, violence, cuticle, melodrama, ditch, honey, doily… None of it moved her. She addressed her world honestly, searching for something deserving of the volumes of love she knew she had within her, but to each she would have to say, I don’t love you. Bark-brown fence post: I don’t love you. Poem too long: I don’t love you. Physics, the idea of you, the laws of you: I don’t love you. Nothing felt like anything more than what it actually was. Everything was just a thing, mired completely in its thingness. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#jonathan-safran-foer #life

Although we hardly see each other off the set, Joy and I get along well when we do. As far as the marriage between Nathan and Haley, I think they are young and will see the reality of the situation eventually. ↗

— James Lafferty

#although #as far as #between #each #eventually

He has a beauty to him that is not quite angelic, a quality that's both ethereal and dark. (Jonathan) ↗

— Helen Boswell

#angels-and-demons #guardian #jonathan-draper #beauty

I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#extremely #foer #incredibly #jonathan #living