“Writing a first draft and reminding myself that I’m simply shoveling sand into a box so that later I can build castles.” – Shannon Hale


Het kind verwachtte snoepgoed, ik hoopte op literatuur

Sam Savage – Firmin

This is love, she thought, isn’t it? When you notice someone’s absence and hate that absence more than anything? More, even, than you love his presence?

Jonathan Safran Foer (Everything is Illuminated)