my favorite people are the ones who read poetry and seek out old books in dusty shops and accumulate facts about the world and aren’t afraid to be thought a bit strange and never lose their capacity to be amazed
Walked out to the parking lot. Saw not one, not two, but three Vermont license plates. Got excited for a second, then remembered I'm in New Hampshire. Happy rainy morning, y'all! #backinmyhomeland
I honestly love nineteenth-century novels where the plot comes to a grinding halt so that the author can rave about French sewers or the Battle of Waterloo or the anatomy of a sperm whale. just guys telling you about their special interests