“I’ll conquer you from any land and from any sky,
For the forest is my cradle and it’s where I’ll die,
Because, here, on this earth, I stand - only on one foot,
And because I’ll sing for you - like no other could.
I’ll conquer you from any epoch, from any night,
From any golden banner, from any sword in a fight”
– Marina Tsvetaeva (1892-1941), from “I’ll conquer you
… ” (1916), translated from the Russian by Andrey Kneller “Я тебя отвоюю у всех земель, у всех небес, Оттого что лес – моя колыбель, и могила – лес, Оттого что я на земле стою – лишь одной ногой, Оттого что я тебе спою – как никто другой. Я тебя отвоюю у всех времен, у всех ночей, У всех золотых знамен, у всех мечей …” (via finita–la–commedia)
“Girls want a Superman, but they walk past a Clark Kent every day”
You fuckin CLOWNS think you’re a CLARK KENT? Not on my fuckin watch. You dumb, headass motherfuckers are barely a Guy Gardner and you think you’re a CLARK KENT? The amount of disrespect is unreal.
Listen here, wannabes: My boi Clark is 240 lbs of PURE KANSAS BEEF trained from a young age by Ma Kent to Love and Respect women as the Intelligent, Independent beings they are. He is shy rambling about tractors and casually moving the copy machine when my pen falls behind it and he would NEVER demand I be sexually or romantically interested just because he’s nice.
Y’all ain’t Clark Kent.
I have never hit the reblog button so damn fast.
“barely a Guy Gardner” is the sickest comics related burn I’ve heard to date.
