~ Thomas Carlyle
I’m not a stranger,” I said, and pointed to his book. “I’m someone who reads the same authors you do.
Art with books at The Last Bookstore, Downtown L.A.
Don’t you think dreams and the Internet are similar? They are both areas where the repressed conscious mind vents.
Sunday - Alice and chocolate.
Alan Bradley, A Red Herring Without Mustard
Shakespeare and Company Bookstore, París
Dear and most respected bookcase! I welcome your existence.
Then I discovered that being related is no guarantee of love!
Writers end up writing about their obsessions. Things that haunt them; things they can’t forget; stories they carry in their bodies waiting to be released.