August 2011
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I want to leave everything and go sit in the French countryside with a good book
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dream fever
n. the intense heat on the skin of a sleeping person, a radioactive byproduct of an idle mind humming with secret delusions which then vaporize when plunged into the cooling bath of reality, thus preventing a meltdown that could endanger those close by, who tolerate the risk because it gives them energy.
(via dictionaryofobscuresorrows)
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Thing to remember is if we’re all alone, then we’re all together in...
– P.S. I Love You
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What it love, you ask. Dear child, love is like the light and there are two...
– Ann Rinaldi (via obdormio)
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I can’t believe I said it out loud. The truth doesn’t set you free, you know. It...
– Melina Marchetta (via atomos)
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That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via howfreeitis)
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And they made you lose your mind, they made you collapse on your kitchen floor. No, it’s not like that, it’s more like you’re standing there, staring at the trash, thinking about how it needs to be taken out, and you realize you care about the whole wide world.
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People always think that happiness is a faraway thing, something complicated and...
– Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn (via bookmania)
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hello lovelies! account sitting for rebecca.
http://volaille.tumblr.com/
By the way I finished The Book Thief and it is the loveliest and saddest book I have ever read.
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I don’t even know what I’m doing with my life
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Taped to the cockpit wall is a photograph,
a piece of Sunday afternoon,
a...
– John Tranter, from “The Plane”
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(You have ghosts?) (Of course I have ghosts.) (What are your ghosts like?) (They are on the insides of the lids of my eyes.) (This is also where my ghosts reside.) (You have ghosts?) (Of course I have ghosts.) (But you are a child.) (I am not a child.) (But you have not known love.) (These are my ghosts, the spaces amid love.)
Everything is Illuminated, Jonathon Safran Foer
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My real self wanders elsewhere, far away, wanders on and on invisibly and has...
– Hermann Hesse (via moldavia)
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I am of the theory that all of our transcendental connections, anything we’re...
– Tiffanie DeBartolo (via obdormio)
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I still don’t have internet at our new home and I won’t for a few more days. I have set up a queue and will see you soon!
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Elegance is innate: it exists as moral elegance, as another kind of elegance,...
– Vincent Darré (via foudre)
It’s my birthday tomorrow and I totally forgot.
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She fit her head under his chin, and he could feel her weight settle into him....
– Charles Frazier, Cold Mountain (via bookmania)
veleros asked: what is the song of your life?
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