Life in Letters

“I don’t even know what I’m writing, I have no idea, I don’t know anything, and I’m not reading over it, and I’m not correcting my style, and I’m writing just for the sake of writing, just for the sake of writing more to you… My precious, my darling, my dearest!”

Poor FolkFyodor Dostoevsky

(via literarylust)

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“I don’t know about lying for novelists. I look at some of the great novelists, and I think the reason they are great is that they’re telling the truth. The fact is they’re using made-up names, made-up people, made-up places, and made-up times, but they’re telling the truth about the human being—what we are capable of, what makes us lose, laugh, weep, fall down, and gnash our teeth and wring our hands and kill each other and love each other.”
Maya Angelou (via theparisreview)

“There’s a man called the Doctor who lives on a cloud in the sky and he keeps the bad dreams away. But he lost all his friends and now he is so very lonely.”

“There’s a man called the Doctor who lives on a cloud in the sky and he keeps the bad dreams away. But he lost all his friends and now he is so very lonely.

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Sandra Chevrier

Beautiful mixed media portraits collaged with comic book pages!

“Reading … is an activity subsequent to writing: more resigned, more civil, more intellectual.”
— Jorge Luis Borges, Universal History of Infamy  (1935)

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“Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again.”
— Chelsea Fagan (via dulcetdecember)

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“Some people are in your life to test you, until you stand up and say enough is enough. I am worth more than you offer me.”
— Unknown (via creatingaquietmind)

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“We have only one story. All novels, all poetry, are built on the neverending contest in ourselves of good and evil. And it occurs to me that evil must constantly respawn, while good, while virtue, is immortal. Vice has always a new fresh young face, while virtue is venerable as nothing else in the world is.”

John Steinbeck, East of Eden 

favorite book I’ve read in my 17 years

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