I just realized that “pun intended” is a pun on “unintended” and I’m literally about to gouge my eyes out I’m so angry
This. Changes. Everything.
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I align myself with people who support my growth. If you meet someone whose soul is not aligned with yours, send them love and move along.
Dr. Wayne Dyer (via mentalfornication)
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My lovely followers, please follow this blog immediately!
Sometime I just sing it to myself. “I loove elie-phantes lalalalalaa”
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“When my husband was dying, I said: ‘Moe, how am I supposed to live without you?’ He told me: ‘Take the love you have for me and spread it around.’”
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You might as well ask “What is the future of mankind?”. Why could anybody ask such a general and unspecific question? I’ll still answer it. The future of type is the past of type: visual language. As long as we speak and write, we’ll have type. Different voices, different messages, different media: different type.
Erik Spiekermann points his uncompromising spear of no-bullshit sagacity at the question “What is the future of typography?”
Find Spiekermann in the wonderful compendium The Designer Says and listen to his fantastic conversation with Debbie Millman.
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Joshua Bennett “Plankton”
Here’s a secret: I use to be convinced that we would be married. In the not so distant (but kinda distant) past.
I owe so much of my writing style to him. I use to analyze every nuance of his performances and I’m pretty sure I can still recite some of them with his same cadence.
Do you ever look up from reading a book and get disoriented because you’re actually in your bedroom or class or somewhere that isn’t the story?
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