melissa
@_lisa
mels
Şu anda okuduğu kitaplar
If snow is the silence that falls from the sky, perhaps rain is an endless sentence.
Her çiçeğin bir mevsimi, her kitabın bir zamanı vardır. Haziranın tadını yeni hikâyelerle çıkarın.
When I walk into complete darkness, is it all right if I remember you without this unrelenting ache?
Once human beings moved from communicating in silence and only through unsegmented vocal expressions, such as uh uh, ooh-ooh, to creating the first few words, language gradually acquired a system.
By the time this system arrived at its zenith, language had extremely elaborate and complex rules. And that, you see, is precisely the difficulty in learning an ancient language.
If only she'd made a map of the route her tears used to
take.
If only she'd used a needle to engrave pinpricks, or even just traces of blood, over the route where the words used to flow. But, she mutters, from a place deeper than tongue and throat, that was too terrible a route.
“People who, though they believe in beautiful objects, do not believe in beauty itself”