February 2012
Lately, I have not felt like Tumbling. I have been so tired between working full-time, taking three classes at the University, and spending weekends with my son. Pretty soon I hope to get at least one day to myself where I have nothing to do and can recharge. That may sound selfish but I am just worn out.
And, the summer semester is going to be even worse, but, we are almost done! Unless I decide...
When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from...
– Anaïs Nin (via serialstranger)
The good writing of any age has always been the product of someone’s neurosis,...
– William Styron (via lastellamaris)
Stars, hide your fires,
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
– Shakespeare, Macbeth (via leda-swanson
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And if all that is meaningless, I want to be cured
Of a craving for something I...
– T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party. (via askios)
Why the hell am I writing a novel? Who’s going to read it? And why read it?...
– Jack Kerouac in “No Connection: A Novel That I Don’t Intend to Finish” (1941, nineteen years old)
My thoughts are stars I can’t fathom into constellations.
– John Green (via thechocolatebrigade)
To move the world we must first move ourselves.
– Socrates (via kari-shma)
Defensive reading.
Definition: jumping into a book, when the world becomes too much to handle.
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other places, other lives, other souls.
– Anaïs Nin (via raweggs)