February 2012
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“Mother,” Meg pursued. “Charles says I’m not one thing or the other, not flesh nor fowl nor good red herring.”
“Oh, for crying out loud,” Calvin said, “you’re Meg, aren’t you? Come on and let’s go for a walk.”
—Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time
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With a sudden enthusiastic gesture Calvin flung his arms out wide, as though he were embracing Meg and her mother, the whole house. “How did all this happen? Isn’t it wonderful? I feel as though I were just being born! I’m not alone anymore! Do you realize what that means to me?”
“But you’re good at basketball and things,” Meg protested....
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“Lead on, moron,” Calvin cried gaily. “I’ve never even seen your house, and I have the funniest feeling that for the first time in my life I’m going home!”
—Madeleine L’Engle, A Wrinkle in Time
October 2011
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September 2011
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I can’t believe there will ever be a time when the book is truly obsolete. It is...
– Katherine Paterson (via bookshelvesofdoom)
August 2011
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July 2011
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What keeps you going isn’t some fine destination, but just the road you’re on, and the fact that you know how to drive. You keep your eyes open, you see this damned-to-hell world you got born into, and you ask yourself, “What life can I live that will let me breathe in and out and love somebody or something and not run off screaming into the woods?”
-Barbara Kingsolver,...
June 2011
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May 2011
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Because he is my friend. Because I always know where he stands, and where I...
– Tamora Pierce, Alanna- The First Adventure (via bygoshbygolly)
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To me, there is no greater act of courage than being the one who kisses first.
– Janeane Garofalo (via loveyourchaos)
April 2011
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There is no such thing as a “self-made” man. We are made up of thousands of others. Everyone who has ever done a kind deed for us, or spoken one word of encouragement to us, has entered into the making of our character and of our thoughts, as well as our successes.
—George Matthews Adams
March 2011
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“I’m sorry if I startled you,” said Attolia softly.
“You didn’t startle me,”...
– from THE KING OF ATTOLIA by Megan Whalen Turner (via vega-ofthe-lyre)
Happy sigh.
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Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of joy you must have...
– Mark Twain (via quote-book)
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February 2011
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It’s almost always difficult for artists in any field (except, perhaps, for a...
– The Drawing Board (blog): Reflections on blogging…
Terri Windling writes a beautiful entry on blogging that really rings true for me. Reminds me why I started doing it. Go read the whole thing.
(via gwendabond)
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I would like to grasp why it is that these two activities, falling in love and...
– From Anne Carson’s Eros the Bittersweet. (via mcnallyjackson)
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January 2011
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O my love, O my love,
In the night of fire and snow,
Save me from evil.
—W. H. Auden, “XXXIV”
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Don’t date a girl who reads because girls who read are the storytellers. You...
– Charles Warnke, You Should Date an Illiterate Girl
WOW. (But I have a feeling this might be why I’m usually single.)
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In short, Manhattan appears to be an extension of the internet, or vice versa.
– How novels came to terms with the internet | Books | The Guardian (via housingworksbookstore)
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McNally Jackson Bookmongers: Herman Melville Likes... →
mcnallyjackson:
I am reblogging this so hard.
towirr:
Or as he calls them, in order, in two chapters of White Jacket:
beards
the crop
suburbs of the chin
homeward-bounders
fly-brushes
long, trailing moss hanging from the bough of some aged oak
love-curls
Winnebago locks
carroty bunches
…
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Close Read: Holding Giffords’s Hand : The New... →
What I do is for the Christina-Taylor Greens of the world, to help them even a little bit in becoming the Dorwan Stoddards, Daniel Hernandezes, and Patricia Maischs of the future.
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peterwknox:
This is a READING REQUIREMENT. Short, beautiful, touching, and tough.
Thanks, Josh.
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And for the first time since coming home, I’m completely happy. It’s strange. Home. How I could wish for it for so long, only to come back and find it gone. To be here, in my technical house, and discover that home is now someplace different.
But that’s not quite right either.
I miss Paris, but it’s not home. It’s more like … I miss this. This warmth over the...
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