Remus Lupin likes his coffee like he likes his men.
Black.
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"You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken."
— Anaïs Nin (via withnailrules)
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“But nature is always more subtle, more intricate, more elegant than what we are able to imagine.” - Carl Sagan (The Demon-Haunted World: Science as a Candle in the Dark)
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“I once gave a girl a bloody fake ear in a TIffany jewlery box with a letter that said, “Will you Gogh to prom with me?” yeah, I guess I’m a romantic.” — MGG
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