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You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.
– Ray Bradbury (via larmoyante) -
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Call me Ishmael.
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The good suffer, the evil flourish, and all that is mortal passes away
– Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess -
Better to be without sense, than misapply it as you do.
– Jane Austen, Emma -
Music is a proud, temperamental mistress. Give her the time and attention she deserves, and she is yours. Slight her and there will come a day when you call and she will not answer.
– Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind -
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight, Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
– Clement Clarke Moore, The Night Before Christmas -
And she heard the colour red; she listened to the choir. She believed him.
– Robin McKinley, Pegasus -
Inigo loved him. Totally. Don’t ask why. There really wasn’t any one reason you could put your finger on. Oh, probably Domingo loved him back, but love is many things, none of them logical.
– William Goldman, The Princess Bride -
Because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away.
– Sarah Kay (via larmoyante)
