not enough secret gardens and hidden passageways and bookshelves that open to a mysterious library these days. get working on that girls.
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“A book is not supposed to be a mirror. It’s supposed to be a door.”— Fran Lebowitz
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funniest thing about Six of Crows is that they technically have two wizards on the six person heist crew but one of them kind of sucks shit at it and it’s not even why he’s on the team. he’s there for guns and the wizard thing is just like a silly little fun fact about him that they only break out in absolute emergencies. it’s like having a weird allergy it’s just so absolutely incidental. you could know this guy for years and not even know. love that level of casual magic bullshit in a world tbh some people are just magic by accident and don’t make a whole personality out of it.
like on a daily basis this guy’s life is impacted way more by being bisexual and having a gambling addiction than being a wizard. in a world where a group of religious extremists are regularly rounding up and murdering wizards. he is just chilling so hard on the magic thing.
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“I am astonished in my teaching to find how many poets are nearly blind to the physical world. They have ideas, memories, and feelings, but when they write their poems they often see them as similes. To break this habit, I have my students keep a journal in which they must write, very briefly, six things they have seen each day—not beautiful or remarkable things, just things. This seemingly simple task usually is hard for them. At the beginning, they typically “see” things in one of three ways: artistically, deliberately, or not at all. Those who see artistically instantly decorate their descriptions, turning them into something poetic: the winter trees immediately become “old men with snow on their shoulders,” or the lake looks like a “giant eye.” The ones who see deliberately go on and on describing a brass lamp by the bed with painful exactness. And the ones who see only what is forced on their attention: the grandmother in a bikini riding on a skateboard, or a bloody car wreck. But with practice, they begin to see carelessly and learn a kind of active passivity until after a month nearly all of them have learned to be available to seeing—and the physical world pours in. Their journals fill up with lovely things like, “the mirror with nothing reflected in it.” This way of seeing is important, even vital to the poet, since it is crucial that a poet see when she or he is not looking—just as she must write when she is not writing. To write just because the poet wants to write is natural, but to learn to see is a blessing. The art of finding in poetry is the art of marrying the sacred to the world, the invisible to the human.”— Linda Gregg, from “The Art of Finding”
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im a simple girl.. i see book, i buy book, i let book sit on my shelf for months unread
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