It’s EASY to forget what intelligence consists of: luck & speculation. Here & there a windfall, here & there a scoop.
It’s EASY to forget what intelligence consists of: luck & speculation. Here & there a windfall, here & there a scoop.
ficlelis now at >> ycstreb
It’s EASY to forget what intelligence consists of: luck & speculation. Here & there a windfall, here & there a scoop.
ficlelis now at >> ycstreb
ficlelis now at >> ycstreb
It’s EASY to forget what intelligence consists of: luck & speculation. Here & there a windfall, here & there a scoop.
It’s EASY to forget what intelligence consists of: luck & speculation. Here & there a windfall, here & there a scoop.
ficlelis now at >> ycstreb
Niccolò Machiavelli
Victor Hugo (via quotemadness)
What’s one headcanon you have about my muse?
they called me a thief, and they called me a liar.
they called me a ŧraitor as they built the pyre.
i begged your forgiveness when the heat burned my skin.
my only crime, i confess, was not having sinned.
{ graphic by darkpatriotism } { poem by aprilmillerphd }
private & exclusive Brock ‘Bones’ Rumlow
Robert Browning, from “Andrea del Sarto,” Selected Poems (Penguin Books, 1989)
It’s funny how a skull and crossbones can look like a heart, Elizabeth McNamara (via in-theembers)
——— you know, god walked down in the cool of the day; called Adam by his name and he refused to answer.