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My name is Keiko.
Le blog where you can find more of my musings.
"Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it."-C. S. Lewis
My name is Keiko.
Le blog where you can find more of my musings.
"Even in literature and art, no man who bothers about originality will ever be original: whereas if you simply try to tell the truth (without caring twopence how often it has been told before) you will, nine times out of ten, become original without ever having noticed it."-C. S. Lewis
There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours.
It’s the oldest story in the world. One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you’re ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.
Nathan Scott (via skeletales)
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I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live, Oskar. Because if i were able to live my life again, i would do things differently.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via a-lovely-cup-of-jo)
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What she was finding also was how one book led to another, doors kept opening wherever she turned and the days weren’t long enough for the reading she wanted to do.
The Uncommon Reader by Alan Bennet (via brenleyisthegame)
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When I saw you I fell in love. And you smiled because you knew.
I love the sound of words, the feel of them, the flow of them. I love the challenge of finding just that perfect combination of words to describe a curl of the lip, a tilt of the chin, a change in the atmosphere. Done well, novel-writing can combine lyricism with practicality in a way that makes one think of grand tapestries, both functional and beautiful.
