“The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater. Tolkien, The Two Towers
When you read a book, the neurons in your brain fire overtime deciding what the characters are wearing, how they're standing, and what it feels like the first time they kiss. The words make suggestions, your brain paints the picture"
Lemony Snicket’s dedications to Beatrice in A Series of Unfortunate Events The fact that her death and everything was real just breaks my heart. Whenever Snicket talks about it it makes me so broken hearted.
I am a slam poet and love to hear and read other poets work. All that is gold does not glitter, not all those that wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost.