Writer in Wonderland

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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“How do you explain to a nonreader that books aren’t just things but treasured friends? Companions?”

—   Laura Jensen Walker, Daring Chloe (via observando)

(via whimsica-ly)

“The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”

—   Pablo Neruda    (via corvidae-and-crossroads)

(Source: m0re-adventurous, via whimsica-ly)