For the restless, not the peaceful sleeping

In Greek, nostalgia literally means the pain from an old wound. It’s a twinge in your heart, far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship. It’s a time machine. It goes backwards, forwards. It takes us to a place where we ache to go again. It’s not called the Wheel. It’s called a Carousel. It lets us travel the way a child travels. Around and around, and back home again… to a place where we know we are loved.

Mad Men, 1.13, “The Wheel

I cherish the memories of a question my grandson asked me the other day, when he said, ‘Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?’ Grandpa said, ‘No. But I served in a company of heroes.’

Tyrion Lannister Appreciation: [Day 3] Colors → Black & Gold

jaimelannister:

make me choose → Jaime and Tyrion or Jaime and Brienne

"Jaime, he thought, despairing. My own blood, my big strong brother. When I was small he brought me toys, barrel hoops and blocks and a carved wooden lion. He gave me my first pony and taught me how to ride him. I never doubted him. Why would I?”
maidenvault:



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“I will give you your confession.” Tyrion stared up at his father’s hard green eyes. “Guilty,” he said, “so guilty. Is that what you wanted to hear?”
Prince Oberyn looked mildly disappointed. “You admit you poisoned the king?”
“Nothing of the sort,” said Tyrion. “I am guilty of a more monstrous crime. I was born.  I live. I am guilty of being a dwarf, I confess it. And no matter how many times my good father forgave me, I have persisted in my infamy.”
“This is folly, Tyrion,” declared Lord Tywin. “You are not on trial for being a dwarf.”
“That is where you err, my lord.  I have been on trial for being a dwarf my entire life.”

maidenvault:

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“I will give you your confession.” Tyrion stared up at his father’s hard green eyes. “Guilty,” he said, “so guilty. Is that what you wanted to hear?”

Prince Oberyn looked mildly disappointed. “You admit you poisoned the king?”

“Nothing of the sort,” said Tyrion. “I am guilty of a more monstrous crime. I was born.  I live. I am guilty of being a dwarf, I confess it. And no matter how many times my good father forgave me, I have persisted in my infamy.”

“This is folly, Tyrion,” declared Lord Tywin. “You are not on trial for being a dwarf.”

“That is where you err, my lord.  I have been on trial for being a dwarf my entire life.”

sshireenbaratheon:

Stannis wore a grey wool tunic, a dark red mantle, and a plain black leather belt from which his sword and dagger hung. A red-gold crown with flame-shaped points encircled his brows. The look of him was a shock. He seemed ten years older than the man that Davos had left at Storm’s End when he set sail for the Blackwater and the battle that would be their undoing. The king’s close-cropped beard was spiderwebbed with grey hairs, and he had dropped two stone or more of weight. He had never been a fleshy man, but now the bones moved beneath his skin like spears, fighting to cut free. Even his crown seemed too large for his head. His eyes were blue pits lost in deep hollows, and the shape of a skull could be seen beneath his face.

Yet when he saw Davos, a faint smile brushed his lips. “So the sea has returned me my knight of the fish and onions.

joannalannister:

She’d left them long ago. The Gods have no mercy.