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Taking a break from Tumblr for a while.
It just takes toooo long to check Tumblr every day, and I’m not sure I am actually gaining anything from doing so.
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Posted on February 11, 2011 via MemeSpot
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panicking at all the possibilities and uncertainties and responsibilities and realities
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Rob Delaney: Men are good people?
I posted the following tweet earlier: Don’t be self-conscious if you have small and/or saggy boobs. I would still be grateful to suck them & make you a nice lunch. I was walking home from dropping my car off to have a flat fixed and the thought just popped into my mind. Not like, “This would be…
Posted on February 9, 2011 via Rob Delaney with 152 notes
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Posted on February 9, 2011 via MemeSpot with 1,037 notes
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When my husband died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me-it still sometimes happens-and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again. Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don’t ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting. Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous-not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance… . That pure chance could be so generous and so kind… . That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time… . That we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me and it’s much more meaningful… . The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don’t think I’ll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.
Ann Druyan, talking about her dead husband Carl Sagan
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