i’m a sucker for a complex story — one that weaves itself through different times, places, people. i love seeing how it all comes together, how something simple and true can be teased out of the chaos of seemingly disparate elements. the history of love, by nicole krauss, is such a story. from the title, [...]
there will come a time when you believe everything is finished; that will be the beginning. (louis l’amour)
there was nowhere to go but everywhere, so just keep on rolling under the stars. (jack kerouac)
i thank you for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes. (e.e. cummings)
watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. (roald dahl)
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