2015. szeptember 2., szerda


  • “There's no way to know what makes one thing happen and not another. What leads to what. What destroys what. What causes what to flourish or die or take another course.” 

  • “I was a terrible believer in things,but I was also a terrible nonbeliever in things. I was as searching as I was skeptical. I didn't know where to put my faith,or if there was such a place,or even what the word faith meant, in all of it's complexity. Everything seemed to be possibly potent and possibly fake.” 

  • “[Books] were the world I could lose myself in when the one I was actually living in became too lonely or harsh or difficult to bear.” 

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