carryonmywincestson:

INTELLIGENCE IS NOT MEASURED IN YOUR KNOWLEDGE OF MATH

(via stradedifrancia)

iloveaudreytautou:

Amelie
"che bell’inganno sei, anima mia"
"I conversed with you in a dream."
"How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words."
"Most of our childhood is stored not in photos, but in certain biscuits, lights of day, smells, textures of carpet."
"Perché tu, così come sei,
sei l’unica cosa di cui avrò mai bisogno."
"My mouth can’t translate the things my heart says."