"And then I pass the front door, and all these nurses are standing out front, and they're all crying. They're watching us, and they're crying. And I didn't know why they were crying. I was like, Why are they crying?" →
For me the ultimate luxury is to be alone, to have time for myself, not look at my watch, and do whatever I want, whenever I want.
When You See It of the Day: There he is. (Embiggen.)
[copyranter.]
"...woman so destitute her only possession was her mattress. Every morning, she would carry it to the bank and pawn it. With that money, she'd buy potatoes, sell them for a profit during the day and buy back her mattress at night." →
(thanks Angel!)
My apologies if you commented on / reblogged the first version of this post! This is a bit more readable, no?
He asked me, ‘What do you want to achieve with your life?’ I thought about it for a second and told him, ‘I want to be a successful venture capitalist without being a jerk.’ He was at a loss. Apparently my answer was supposed to be in dollars.
Waits?
“I’m not living, I’m just killing time.”
“And true love waits, In haunted attics.”




