“I bitterly feel the want of a friend. I have no one near me, gentle yet courageous, possessed of a cultivated as well as capacious mind, whose tastes are like my own…”—Mary Shelley - Frankenstein (via annekebab)
“A false notion takes hold of Varka. She gets up from the stool and, smiling broadly, without blinking her eyes, walks about the room. She is pleased and tickled that she is about to… sleep, sleep, sleep.”—Anton Chekhov - Sleepy
“Nadia soon grew to crave this phrase as some people crave morphine or wine. She could no longer live without hearing it! Though to fly down the hill was as terrible to her as ever, danger and fear lent a strange fascination to those words of love, words which remained a riddle to torture her heart. Both the wind and I were suspected; which of us two was confessing our love for her now seemed not to matter; let the draught but be hers, and she cared not for the goblet that held it!”—A Joke - Anton Chekhov
Slept in! Kind of. And hit Bartlett for breakfast with mah suitemates.
Went to Regenstein Library for that presentation with Mr. Andrew Rea (who happens to be a spiffy dresser) about researching for short stories, hooray! Our professor Achy had given us topics to write about before (like mine is…