Some Sums
July 2012
“I am a product of long corridors, empty sunlit rooms, upstairs indoor silences, attics explored in solitude, distant noises of gurgling cisterns and pipes, and the noise of wind under the tiles. Also, of endless books.”
—C. S. Lewis (via austiae)
“Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion.”
—Audrey Niffenegger (via seabois)
One Too Many Mornings
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan, “One Too Many Mornings”
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