Love almost replaces thought. Love is a burning forgetfulness of everything else.

Victor Hugo, Les Miserables. (via literaryquotes)

a-dream-aloud:

GRACE: I’ll tell you why I’m mad. Because I’m not mad.

WILL: You’re not making any sense.

GRACE: Oh, and suddenly your the vice president of Things That Make Sense?

WILL: Why vice president?

GRACE: Because Leo’s president, deal with it.

Last Ex to Brooklyn || Will & Grace [6x02]

Matt, Tim and Terry.

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