WARNING: The following contains paragraphs from the end of MICHAEL CRICHTON’S THE LOST WORLD.
Kelly shook her head. She turned away from Malcolm and moved up the boat to sit alongside Thorne.
"Are you listening to all that?" Thorne said. "I wouldn’t take any of it too seriously. It’s just theories. Human beings can’t help making them, but the fact is that theories are just fantasies. And they change. When America was a new country, people believed in something called phlogiston. You know what that is? No? Well, it doesn’t matter, because it wasn’t real anyway. They also believed that four humors controlled behavior. And they believed that the earth was only a few thousand years old. Now we believe the earth is four billion years old, and we believe in photons and electrons, and we think human behavior is controlled by things like ego and self-esteem. We think those beliefs are more scientific and better."
Thorne shrugged. “They’re still just fantasies. They’re not real. Have you ever seen a self-esteem? Can you bring me one on a plate? How about a photon? Can you bring me one of those?
Kelly shook her head. “No, but…”
"And you never will, because those things don’t exist. No matter how seriously people take them," Thorne said. "A hundred years from now, people will look back at us and laugh. They’ll say, ‘You know what people used to believe? They believed in photons and electrons. Can you imagine anything so silly?’ They’ll have a good laugh, because by then there will be newer and better fantasies." Thorne shook his head. "And meanwhile, you feel the way the boat moves? That’s the sea. That’s real. You smell the salt in the air? You feel the sunlight on your skin? That’s all real. You see all of us together? That’s real. Life is wonderful. It’s a gift to be alive, to see the sun and breathe the air. And there isn’t really anything else. Now look at that compass, and tell me where south is. I want to go to Puerto Cortés. It’s time for us all to go home.
- THE LOST WORLD
*applies to harvard as a joke* *harvard accepts me as a joke* *enrolls at harvard as a joke* *graduate with a business degree as a joke* *starts an extremely successful business as a joke* *creates empire for myself as a joke* *enters the press conference of my life* *leans close to microphone* just kidding *goes home*
- Classy women
- Guys being gentlemen
- Cute ass relationships
- Cold War
- Constant threat of nuclear war
But I mean the vintage bombshelters are sooo totally cute
this post is literally the best thing i’ve ever seen