All this talk about space travel is utter bilge, really.
Richard van der Riet Woolley, 1956, one year prior to the launch of Sputnik (via 70sscifiart)
My sexuality, by the way, is off-topic and unrelated. I am undecided. I am a freshman at the College of Sexuality and I have undecided my major, and frankly don’t want to declare anything other than, ‘Hey, jerks, I’m thirteen, leave me alone.’
Better Nate Than Ever, Tim Federle’s middle grade novel about a boy with dreams of Broadway stardom. (via queerbookclub)
You’re the only person I’ve ever met who seems to have the faintest conception of what I mean when I say a thing.
Virginia Woolf, from The Voyage Out (via thatkindofwoman)