'That's a harp he's playing, Nobby,' said one of them, after watching Imp for a while.
‘No, it’s the honest truth, I’m-’ The fat guard frowned and looked down.
‘You’ve just been waiting all your life to say that, ain’t you, Nobby,’ he said. ‘I bet you was born hoping that one day someone’d say “That’s a harp” so you could say “lyre”, on account of it being a pun or play on words. Well, har har.’
Terry Pratchett, Soul Music (via discworldquotes)
…choose to believe in your own myth
your own glamour
your own spell
a young woman who does this
(even if she is just pretending)
Francesca Lia Block, How to (Un)cage a Girl (via mirroir)
|friend:||why is your room so messy?|
|me:||my room was tidy last week, sorry you missed it.|
Valais Blacknose Sheep