-
For West is where we all plan to go some day. It is where you go when the land gives out and the old-field pines encroach. It is where you go when you get the letter saying: Flee, all is discovered. It is where you go when you look down at the blade in your hand and the blood on it. It is where you go when you are told that you are a bubble on the tide of empire. It is where you go when you hear that thar’s gold in them-thar hills. It is where you go to grow up with the country. It is where you go to spend your old age. Or it is just where you go
Robert Penn WarrenPosted on January 29, 2012 with 1 note
-
And as we kept driving North, the whole family in the car together, it got darker and snowier, until finally, the road delivered us to the one place that all my youthful trips west never could, home.
John GreenPosted on January 29, 2012 with 1 note
-
I have had the revelation that Hank will look like Orville Redenbacher when he grows older.
REVELATION.
oh god.
Posted on September 22, 2011 via Your Mom with 1,294 notes
-
In the new teen thriller The Assault in Our Renoirs by Printz award winning author John Green, sixteen year old Hazel mysteriously inherits a collection of Renoir’s paintings from an unknown aunt. Can she use the clues in the paintings to solve the mystery of her family’s past and her aunt’s death?
hahahahahahha The Assault in Our Renoirs. hahahahahahhaha. I want to write this book.
Please write a book featuring my favourite artist.
Posted on August 19, 2011 via Daily Vituperation with 515 notes
Field Notes Theme. Designed by Manasto Jones. Powered by Tumblr.
