A room without books is like a body without a soul.
Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.
If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.
You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
Meanwhile, I’ve been planning Adder and Willow, the next installment in The Rowan Harbor Cycle, as well as a certain secret project that shall remain nameless until way closer to completion. (hint: there may be witches and a coffee shop involved.)
Hope everyone’s having a fabulous weekend!
The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.
I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don’t let anybody tell you different.
Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.
Without music, life would be a mistake.