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You can wipe your feet on me, twist my motives around all you like, you can dump millstones on my head and drown me in the river, but you can’t get me out of the story. I’m the plot, babe, and don’t ever forget it.
Margaret Atwood, “Unpopular Gals,” from Good Bones (via pizzaordeath)

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that odd moment when south park says something more beautiful and poetic than most television shows out there

no,like this guy here is the cutest fucking little ball of sunshine though.

He considered his answer carefully. Finally, he said that there was nothing he would like more in the world than to see his mother and father again, but that he had no reason—and no evidence—to support the idea of an afterlife, so he couldn’t give in to the temptation.

'Why?'

Then he told me, very tenderly, that it can be dangerous to believe things just because you want them to be true. You can get tricked if you don’t question yourself and others, especially people in a position of authority. He told me that anything that’s truly real can stand up to scrutiny.

Sasha Sagan, describing a time she asked her father, Carl Sagan, about life after death

How Carl Sagan Described Death To His Young Daughter | Popular Science

(via joshbyard)

Perfectly sums up the harm of religion.

(via goodreasonnews)

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