I kind of lost track of time…."
“For two hours?”
Elend nodded sheepishly. “There were books involved.
Mocking a woman is like drinking too much wine. It may be fun for a short time, but the hangover is hell.
I’ve always been very confident in my immatury.
Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep, really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.
What you say to yourself — the words that you use, that you play over and over and over in your head — that becomes your reality.
Found this gem in the MX (train newspaper in Melbourne)
i don’t know if its cruel, brilliant or both
If I was a teacher, this is the kind of teacher I’d like to be.
This is evil in the loveliest possible way.
This is the kind of teacher I will be.
serenaede said: How stable of a career would you say being an author is?
Try balancing a soft-boiled egg on its tip. Don’t use sand or salt, don’t crack the eggshell. Just balance it, and then take your finger away.
I have lived a thousand lives and I’ve loved a thousand loves. I’ve walked on distant worlds and seen the end of time. Because I read.