March 4, 2012
If you really love a writer, bury her in all your awful and watch as she scrawls her way out.
Megan Falley (via her-seaside-limbs) from & the rest is rust and stardust.February 11, 2012
I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.
John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via her-seaside-limbs) from & the rest is rust and stardust.February 7, 2012
November 13, 2011
I don’t like the marginalization of women when the fighting breaks out. We get to fight too. I really wanted that.
J.K. Rowling (via her-seaside-limbs)
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#books #j.k. rowling #harry potter
September 10, 2011
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#uk #england #yorkshire #village #house #europe
August 17, 2011
Skinny Love (by Marina Chaccur)
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#skinny love #bon iver #lyrics #journal
August 8, 2011
Couldn’t have said it better.
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#life #lol #queen elizabeth #so true #quote
August 2, 2011
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July 20, 2011
When I was a child I pestered my elders for stories. My family would improvise, or read me stories from books. As soon as I was old enough to read, I was one of those children who needed to have a book within reach. I would read a book a day, or more. I wanted stories, and I wanted them always, and I wanted the experience that only fiction could five me: I wanted to be inside them.
Televisions and cinemas were all very well, but these stories happened to other people. The stories I found in books happened inside my head. I was, in some way, there.
It’s the magic of fiction: you take the words and you build them into worlds.
Neil Gaiman (Just Four Words, introduction to Stories: All New Tales) from Cinderella in Rubber Shoes
