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some language textbook: learn those simple phrases to be able to converse with native speakers of your target language :)
me: i refuse to open my mouth unless i master the subjunctive and recognise all regional accents
A writer is someone for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people.
Thomas Mann, born June 6th, 1875. (via universitybookstore)
Why should I believe there are poems waiting for me which I am not writing? Because I miss them, these shadows like birds dying of cold on the branches, their life diminished as I move closer to them. I frighten them with my nearness.
Mary Kinzie, from “The Poems I Am Not Writing,” Poetry (vol. 186, no. 2, May 2005
Daphne Du Maurier, Rebecca
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
Autumn was her happiest season.
Harper Lee (via peacecomesdropping-slow)
Before the terrifying prospects now available to humanity, we see even more clearly that peace is the only goal worth struggling for. This is no longer a prayer but a demand to be made by all peoples to their governments — a demand to choose definitively between hell and reason.
Albert Camus, Between Hell and Reason (via philosophybits)
The infinite recognition 1963
Rene Magritte