And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

Jane Austen, from Sense and Sensibility (Penguin Classics, 2003)

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The writer operates at a peculiar crossroads where time and place and eternity somehow meet. His problem is to find that location.

— Flannery O’Connor (via amandaonwriting)

I will tell you what she was like. She was like a piano in a country where everyone has had their hands cut off.

— Angela Carter  (via ofthemoonandsun)

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Summer night—
even the stars
are whispering to each other.

— Kobayashi Issa (via observando)

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Anonymous asked: I might have been drunk and have god awful Spanish but the truth of the statement is still true that you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever talked to.

Thank you, anon.

The worst thing you can do is censor yourself as the pencil hits the paper. You must not edit until you get it all on paper. If you can put everything down, stream-of-consciousness, you’ll do yourself a service.

— Stephen Sondheim (via maxkirin)

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  • Things you learn when beginning most languages: Colors, numbers, "hi my name is"
  • Things you learn when beginning Latin: war, manliness, four words for "death"

Soviet Tupolevi SB bombers over Helsinki during the Winter War, 30 Nov 1939

Soviet Tupolevi SB bombers over Helsinki during the Winter War, 30 Nov 1939

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