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All the King's Men is not about Willie Stark. It's about Jack Burden seeing Willie Stark. It's about Jack Burden. (Seeing something through someone's eyes tells you more about the viewer than the object they're viewing.)

"Au milieu de l'hiver, j'apprenais enfin qu'il y avait en moi un été invincible."

books: goodreads
music: last.fm
photos: flickr

I'm 21 years old and I spend what I believe is rather an excessive portion of my life studying.
I frequently find myself turning into various somethings I don't recognize.
27 January 12
Yes I’m one of the slowest talkers you’ll ever meet but my head, when I have it and it’s not asleep or being borrowed, is not slow. My mind, I know, I can prove, hovers on hummingbird wings. It hovers and it churns. And when it’s operating at fill thrust, the churning does not stop. The machines do not rest, the systems rarely cool. And while I can forget anything of any importance… my mind has an uncanny knack for organization when it comes to pain. Nothing tormenting is lost, never even diminished in color or intensity or quality of sound.
— Dave Eggers (via intotheobscurity)

Reblogged: intotheobscurity

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh