“Always the eyes watching you and the voice enveloping you. Asleep or awake, working or eating, indoors or out of doors, in the bath or bed - no escape. Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimeters in your skull.”― George Orwell, 1984
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For any of my followers that may have noticed, I'm sorry that I've been away so long. I got too lazy to log out of my other tumblr, and I was (am) avoiding all things concerning the 50th Anniversary for Doctor Who (still need to catch up, I know, bad on me) and the new Sherlock season.
I'll try to be around more often (especially since I hit 50k of my book and that's exciting to share with people) but I gotta avoid the "I already know the feels before the feels are real" thing.
Much love!
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Any Amount of Books on Charing Cross Road, London in a street committed to bookselling, this shop stands out for its rapid turnover, eclectic stock and reasonable prices. Outside, there are £1 paperbacks and the basement is given over to bargains. Curiosities are paraded in the window display, which alters daily, and the main shop floor is a general mix of literature and non-fiction. For £10-£15 you can buy tooled leather bindings to give your living room that stately home library ambience. A different stock is available in an online catalogue. 56 Charing Cross Road, London (Anna Tims)
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How wonderful to be alive, he thought. But why does it always hurt?
Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago (via bookmania)
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And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via bookmania)
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After all, reading is arguably a far more creative and imaginative process than writing; when the reader creates emotion in their head, or the colors of the sky during the setting sun, or the smell of a warm summer’s breeze on their face, they should reserve as much praise for themselves as they do for the writer — perhaps more.
Jasper Fforde, The Well of Lost Plots (via bookmania)
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Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.
Robert Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land (via bookmania)
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I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.
Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire (via bookmania)
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I've had the Harry Potter Wizards Collection for a few weeks now.
It's magical.
So magical I haven't watched any of the movies yet.
Afraid to get sucked in.
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