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A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word on paper.

E. B. White, “The Art of the Essay No. 1” (via planb-becomeapirate)


(via shai-maa)


Everything seems to me to be such a cliché as soon as I say it.

Are we anywhere near there yet? 


I’m experiencing genuine happiness for the first time in my life. I’ve been happy before, but that was a temporary happiness, a happiness that is too fragile to survive in the presence of depression and anxiety. This time is different. This time is certain. 

To be friends with someone, you’ve got to have things in common. You need to be interested in the same things. Things predate you. They will outlast you. They are always there.     

Get it? GET IT? 

(via teachingliteracy)

The urge is incessant. I toss. I turn. I sweat. I suffocate. I end up where I’ve begun with a blank page and an unquiet mind.   

(via rubyetc)


Les petits mouchoirs (Little white lies), 2010