Mary Elizabeth Winstead photographed by Matt Morris
Happy 25th birthday, Daniel Jacob Radcliffe! (July 23, 1989)
When all you’ve got is nothing, there’s a lot to go around.
Have you imagined for one moment what this has been for me? An unforgivable transgression that has marked me for life. You think you’ve suffered? You think you know blood? You think you’ve walked on corpses? Spread them from here to the horizon, and I have walked further. You weak, foul, lustful, vainglorious man. How dare you speak to me of death?
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“Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me… it brought me to you. And I’m thankful for that, Rose. I’m thankful. You must do me this honor. Promise me you’ll survive. That you won’t give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.”
i hope the light at the end of the tunnel is a computer screen
If Margaery Tyrell thinks to cheat me of my hour in the sun, she had bloody well think again.