“How happy is the blameless vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;”
-Alexander Pope

Katie. XIX. UW-Madison.
43° N, 87.9° W.

I like coffee, the glamour of Marie Antoinette, the midwest coast, Wisconsin Cheese, kayaking, and Jane Austen.

iwantedtosaythatfirst:

Fucking love him now.
Nerd fighters have infiltrated gift card designs.
The books are to remind us what asses and fools we are. They’re Caesar’s
praetorian guard, whispering as the parade roars down the avenue, `Remember,
Caesar, thou art mortal.’ Most of us can’t rush around, talking to everyone, know all
the cities of the world, we haven’t time, money or that many friends. The things you’re
looking for, Montag, are in the world, but the only way the average chap will ever see
ninety-nine per cent of them is in a book. Don’t ask for guarantees. And don’t look to
be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving,
and if you drown, at least die knowing you were headed for shore.
written by Fahrenheit 451, Ray Bradbury. A book about how great books are and why they’re important, how fantastic! thanks uncle hank and john (my parents hear about them so much they think they’re family) for this amazing book.