I like to hover for a moment in the story of Daedalus and Icarus with the two of them in the air, flush with the joy of their escape. I like to fill my lungs with a deep breath of salt air and hope. I like to feel the sun that, yes, is warm enough to melt wax, but that also warms my smiling lips. […]
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I’ve met precisely one person who knew who Edward R. Murrow was and was also familiar with the Twilight t-shirts. (Thanks, incidentally, for preserving my faith in humanity.) The rest of you, use the box of wires and lights to which you are attached and edify yourselves. […] I can’t remember anyone my own age who was enthusiastic about books. Reading is by nature a solitary act, but just as natural for me was the impulse to share what I was reading, and my excited overtures tended to fall on indifferent ears. I was a very shy child, and books were one of the few things I got excited enough about to try talking with other kids. It was easy to justify retreating back into my imagination when they failed to reciprocate. he reason I kept trying, though, is because I did have powerful proof that some kids were as into books as I was. […] |
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"There are times I've wished I said all the folly in my heart and not the wisdom in my head." ~ A.J. Roach |
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