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Infatuated with the city
"She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after every one else's eyes in the world would have stopped looking. She looked as though there were nothing on earth she would not look at like that, and really she was afraid of so many things."
-Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises
No one should ever be deprived of books. Of stories. Of…magic. No one.
J. M. Frey, The Forgotten Tale (via yaliteraturebookshelf)
I wasn’t actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (The Great Gatsby)
Life is a journey to be experienced, not a problem to be solved.
Winnie the Pooh (via greatquotations)
"Nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose- a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye."
Frankenstein, Mary Shelley
Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible
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“Don’t try to make life a mathematics problem with yourself in the center and everything coming out equal. When you’re good, bad things can still happen. And if you’re bad, you can still be lucky.”
Barbara Kingsolver, The Poisonwood Bible (via kushandwizdom)
To live is to be marked. To live is to change, to acquire the words of a story, and that is the only celebration we mortals really know. In perfect stillness, I’ve only found sorrow.
Poisonwood Bible, by Barbara Kingsolver (via theswanthequeen)
Beauty of the day: Rust, Misty air, bridges
Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
Veronica A. Shoffstall, After A While (via emotional-algebra)
An Impossible Thrill
It was a silence so loud: Your lips pressed against mine, And it was an impossible thrill: That quiet whisper Of the touch I still feel.
~ iwriteforlife
Beauty of the day: old barns, snow, & sunrises
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Beauty of the day: glimpses of the sun