"The scars of the past shape us, but they need not define us; we have the power to write our own stories."
Milena Jesenská’s obituary for Franz Kafka
And she watched the daffodils turn golden, in a burst of sun that was warm on her hands and lap. Even she caught the faint, tarry scent of the flowers.
D.H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover
May 18, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
love downloading a pdf to never read. just in case. like lol. you’re coming home with me
[2/100] days of productivity
Brushing up my French skills with this book by Michèle Thomasson. It is a little collection of his journal entries. I think I can manage, little by little. Low commitment, but effective.
oh to be immortal and be able to consume every piece of knowledge and literature ever
You're in the wind, I'm in the water. Nobody's son, nobody's daughter.
Lana Del Rey, Chemtrails Over the Country Club
cat sitting for my sister and working on my museums paper
late to do list for today:
read M article + make notes
study german
review exam
make some progress with sewing project
Summer is here. Time to carry thick books and read them at the park, eat something refreshing and delicious, go on long walks, admire the pretty flowers and get your daily dose of vitamin D.