Quando un libro lascia la porta aperta su un sogno, e tutto, d’improvviso, sembra incautamente possibile. - When a book leads to a dream which makes everything possible.

 


“Careful!” I said. “Don’t twist like that, or your dressing will come off! What are you trying to do?” 
“Get my plaid loose to cover you,” he replied. “You’re shivering. But I canna do it one-handed. Can ye reach the clasp of my brooch for me?” With a good deal of tugging and awkward shifting, we got the plaid loosened. With a surprisingly dexterous swirl, he twirled the cloth out and let it settle, shawllike, around his shoulders. He then put the ends over my shoulders and tucked them neatly under the saddle edge, so that we were both warmly wrapped. “There!” he said. “We dinna want ye to freeze before we get there.”
 “Thank you,” I said, grateful for the shelter. “But where are we going?” I couldn’t see his face, behind and above me, but he paused a moment before answering. At last he laughed shortly. “Tell ye the truth, lassie, I don’t know. Reckon we’ll both find out when we get there, eh?”  
—Outlander, Diana Gabaldon

Careful!” I said. “Don’t twist like that, or your dressing will come off! What are you trying to do?”

“Get my plaid loose to cover you,” he replied. “You’re shivering. But I canna do it one-handed. Can ye reach the clasp of my brooch for me?” With a good deal of tugging and awkward shifting, we got the plaid loosened. With a surprisingly dexterous swirl, he twirled the cloth out and let it settle, shawllike, around his shoulders. He then put the ends over my shoulders and tucked them neatly under the saddle edge, so that we were both warmly wrapped. “There!” he said. “We dinna want ye to freeze before we get there.”

“Thank you,” I said, grateful for the shelter. “But where are we going?” I couldn’t see his face, behind and above me, but he paused a moment before answering. At last he laughed shortly. “Tell ye the truth, lassie, I don’t know. Reckon we’ll both find out when we get there, eh?”  

—Outlander, Diana Gabaldon

"So this is your opinion of me. Forgive me, madame, for taking up so much of your time."

(Fonte: brandyalexanders)

If we go back to the loft, we’re not gonna make it. Yes we are! We are gonna make it!

(Fonte: jakesjohnson)

hellabrave:

Today is George Weasley’s 36th birthday. Born 1st April 1978, every year since he lost his brother, this special day just hasn’t been the same. And that, my friends, is what you call the cruelest April Fool’s joke of all time. 

hellabrave:

Today is George Weasley’s 36th birthday. Born 1st April 1978, every year since he lost his brother, this special day just hasn’t been the same. And that, my friends, is what you call the cruelest April Fool’s joke of all time. 

(Fonte: mirror)

kannabi:

Oh the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Merry shoujo Christmas! (。´∀`)ノ
risasama:

- Nanami Takahashi.
•● b o k u r a • g a • i t a  ♥ ~

risasama:

- Nanami Takahashi.

 b o k u r a • g a • i t a   ~