“Trust me, though, the words were on their way and when they arrived Liesel would hold them in her hands like clouds, and she would ring them out like rain.”
~ Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
Mythology of Blue
I walk in order to see. This is my heimat,
my deep map.
See also:
bricoleur,
librarian
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2010-07-28
Source: stephendaitergallery.com
