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Reblogged from deforest  328 notes

I’m not asking you to forgive me. I’ll never understand or forgive myself. And if a bullet gets me, so help me, I’ll laugh at myself for being an idiot. There’s one thing I do know… and that is that I love you, Scarlett. In spite of you and me and the whole silly world going to pieces around us, I love you. Because we’re alike. Bad lots, both of us. Selfish and shrewd. But able to look things in the eyes as we call them by their right names.

Reblogged from h-o-r-n-g-r-y  7,719 notes

Every city has a sex and an age which have nothing to do with demography. Rome is feminine. So is Odessa. London is a teenager, an urchin, and in this hasn’t changed since the time of Dickens. Paris, I believe, is a man in his twenties in love with an older woman. By John Berger (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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hollywoodrevisited:

WWII British Royal Air Force Sergeant’s Parachute Jump Instructor ‘light bulb’ insignia and chevrons c.1942. Badges were worn by all instructors from 1942; in late 1945 PJI’s were given honorary ‘air crew’ status as many had flown missions as air dispatchers, especially over Burma.The parachute ‘half wing’ insignia was introduced and worn from then on.

hollywoodrevisited:

WWII British Royal Air Force Sergeant’s Parachute Jump Instructor ‘light bulb’ insignia and chevrons c.1942. Badges were worn by all instructors from 1942; in late 1945 PJI’s were given honorary ‘air crew’ status as many had flown missions as air dispatchers, especially over Burma.The parachute ‘half wing’ insignia was introduced and worn from then on.