Kathleen; a journalism and history student living in Canada's capital.
"Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive."
- Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre (via czarinna)
"The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The hours writing in your journal. The long meandering walks. The hours reading poetry and novels and dead people’s diaries and wondering about sex and God and whether you should shave under your arms or not. These things are your becoming."
- Cheryl Strayed, “Tiny Beautiful Things” (via petrichour)
"Writing is a lonely job. Having someone who believes in you makes a lot of difference. They don’t have to make speeches. Just believing is usually enough."
- Stephen King, On Writing (via thatkindofwoman)
"Prose is architecture, not interior decoration."
- Ernest Hemingway (via czarinna)
Philip Pullman, The Amber Spyglass
"I kissed him passionately, I even wanted to bruise him, so that he would not be able to forget me."
- Françoise Sagan, Bonjour Tristesse (via czarinna)
"To hold a pen is to be at war."
- Voltaire (via czarinna)
"People think that falling in love they make themselves whole? The platonic union of souls? I think otherwise. I think you’re whole before you begin. And the love fractures you. You’re whole, and then you’re cracked open."
- Phillip Roth (via czarinna)
"But she might hold him. That was all that mattered now. To hold him. To hold him. Not to let him go. Make him stay."
- Ernest Hemingway (via czarinna)
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Marya Morevna turned the knob and opened her door onto the city. She stood there in her bright red dress, and her face drained of blood. A man looked down at her, for he was quite tall. He wore a black coat, though the evening’s warm wind blew through his curly dark hair, so like a ram’s. Slowly, without taking his eyes from hers, the man in the black coat knelt before her.
“I have come for the girl in the window,” he said, and his eyes filled with tears.
"- Catherynne M Valente, Deathless (via czarinna)
"You are terrifying and strange and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love."
- Warsan Shire (via amputance)
