“Every life is a piece of music. Like music we are finite events, unique arrangements. Sometimes harmonious. Sometimes dissonant.”
Hannibal Lecter
(Fonte: nbchannibal)
In Japanese, tsundoku means, “the act of buying books and not reading them, leaving them to pile up.”
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(Fonte: ohthosesillyboysinblue)
“I was satisfied with haiku until I met you,
but now I want a Russian novel,
a 50-page description of you sleeping,
another 75 of what you think staring out
a window.”
but now I want a Russian novel,
a 50-page description of you sleeping,
another 75 of what you think staring out
a window.”
Dean Young, excerpt from Changing Genres
(via veleidade)
(Fonte: writersalmanac.publicradio.org)
(Fonte: pseudo-mar)
(Fonte: myunderwood)
“The Cellist”, 1957, Robert Doisneau.
(Fonte: graveyard-horror)
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