A hopeless girl who spends about 99.9% of her time daydreaming and the other 1% wishing that some of her daydreams came true. A girl who is yet to live a thousands lives but who is slowly but passionately getting there, a journey every day to different lands and different times. And who, for once in her life, is trying to make them real and permanent by placing them artistically, or so she wishes, on the white face of paper. The sacred key to opening up her mind to the world.
I am by nature a dealer in words, and words are the most powerful drug known to humanity. ~Rudyard Kipling.
I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. ~The Book Thief.
To read in bed is to draw around us invisible, noiseless curtains. Then at last we are in a room of our own and are ready to burrow back, back to that private life of the imagination we all led as a child and to whose secret satisfactions so many of us have misplaced the key. ~Clifton Fadiman
The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not the pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid. ~?
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