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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>A catalog of the pretty things I read.</description><title>Words</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @wwwordsss)</generator><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"What a great thing, to be loved! What a greater thing still, to love!"</title><description>“What a great thing, to be loved! What a greater thing still, to love!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Misérables&lt;/em&gt; by Victor Hugo&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/50604132979</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/50604132979</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 18:00:32 -0400</pubDate><category>Les Misérables</category><category>les mis</category><category>victor hugo</category><category>novels</category></item><item><title>"Marius and Cosette were in the dark in regard to each other. They did not speak, they did not..."</title><description>“Marius and Cosette were in the dark in regard to each other. They did not speak, they did not exchange greetings, they saw each other; and, like the stars in the sky separated by millions of miles, they lived by gazing at each other.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Misérables&lt;/em&gt; by Victor Hugo&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/50532293033</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/50532293033</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 19:14:43 -0400</pubDate><category>Les Misérables</category><category>les mis</category><category>Victor Hugo</category><category>novels</category></item><item><title>"The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories that it has come to be disbelieved...."</title><description>“The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories that it has come to be disbelieved. Few people dare say nowadays that two beings have fallen in love because they looked at each other. Yet that is the way love begins, and only that way. The rest is only the rest, and comes afterwards. Nothing is more real than the great shocks that two souls give each other in exchanging this spark.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Mis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;é&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;rables&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt; by Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/50532026411</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/50532026411</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 19:11:58 -0400</pubDate><category>Les Misérables</category><category>les mis</category><category>Victor Hugo</category><category>novels</category></item><item><title>"We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are."</title><description>“We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;  Anaïs Nin&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/7190.Ana_s_Nin"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/50396633511</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/50396633511</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 23:36:51 -0400</pubDate><category>anaïs nin</category><category>other</category><category>i'm back home now so i'll be posting way more frequently!</category></item><item><title>"There is no one who wants to be asleep always - for every sound judgement holds that it is best to..."</title><description>“There is no one who wants to be asleep always - for every sound judgement holds that it is best to be awake - yet a man often postpones the effort of shaking himself awake when he feels a sluggish heaviness in the limbs, and settles pleasurably into another doze even though he knows he should not, because it is time to get up. Similarly I regarded it as settled that it would be better to give myself to Your love rather than go on yielding to my own lust; but the first course delighted and convinced my mind, the second delighted my body and held it in bondage. For there was nothing I could reply when You called me: ‘Rise, thou that sleepest and arise from the dead: and Christ shall enlighten thee;’ and whereas You showed me by every evidence that Your words were true,there was simply nothing I could answer save laggard lazy words: ‘soon,’ ‘quite soon,’ ‘give me just a little while.’ But ‘soon’ and ‘quite soon’ did not mean any particular time; and ‘just a little while’ went on for a long while.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Confessions &lt;/em&gt;by St. Augustine of Hippo&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/48251147203</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/48251147203</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Apr 2013 22:54:41 -0400</pubDate><category>Confessions</category><category>other</category><category>Augustine</category><category>St. Augustine</category><category>St. Augustine of Hippo</category><category>this is long sorry</category><category>Saint Augustine</category></item><item><title>"Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air."</title><description>“Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/45757607789</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/45757607789</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Mar 2013 11:09:00 -0400</pubDate><category>Ralph Waldo Emerson</category><category>other</category></item><item><title>"Arthur inched up the hallway as if he’d rather be yarding down it."</title><description>“Arthur inched up the hallway as if he’d rather be yarding down it.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Douglas Adams (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://iwalkthelinelikejohnnycash.tumblr.com/"&gt;iwalkthelinelikejohnnycash&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/41736608893</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/41736608893</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2013 18:29:59 -0500</pubDate><category>Douglas Adams</category><category>Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy</category></item><item><title>"For the first time in a long time I thought about Maman. I felt as if I understood why at the end of..."</title><description>“For the first time in a long time I thought about Maman. I felt as if I understood why at the end of her life she had taken a ‘fiancé,’ why she had played at beginning again. Even there, in that home where lives were fading out, evening was a kind of wistful respite. So close to death, Maman must have felt free then and ready to live it all again. Nobody, nobody had the right to cry over her. And I felt ready to live it all again too.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Stranger &lt;/em&gt;by Albert Camus&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/41337118531</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/41337118531</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2013 23:20:58 -0500</pubDate><category>The Stranger</category><category>Albert Camus</category><category>novels</category></item><item><title>"Laughter is sunshine; it chases winter from the human face."</title><description>“Laughter is sunshine; it chases winter from the human face.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Misérables&lt;/em&gt; by Victor Hugo&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/40722728679</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/40722728679</guid><pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2013 19:53:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Les Miserables</category><category>Les Misérables</category><category>les mis</category><category>victor hugo</category><category>novels</category><category>dormspiration</category></item><item><title>"That beggar,” said the Thenardiess, “has dared to touch the children’s..."</title><description>““That beggar,” said the Thenardiess, “has dared to touch the children’s doll.”&lt;br/&gt;
“All this noise about that?” said the man. “Well, what if she did play with the doll?”&lt;br/&gt;
“She touched it with her dirty hands!” continued the Thenardiess, “with her awful hands!”&lt;br/&gt;
Here Cosette sobbed all the harder.&lt;br/&gt;
“Shut up!” cried the Thenardiess.&lt;br/&gt;
The man walked straight to the street door, opened it, and walked out.&lt;br/&gt;
As soon as he was gone, the Thenardiess took advantage of his absence to five a severe kick under the table to Cosette, who shrieked in response.&lt;br/&gt;
The door opened again, and the man reappeared, holding the fabulous doll we have mentioned, which had been the admiration of all the youngsters in the village since morning; he stood it up before Cosette, saying, “Here you are, this is for you.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Les Misérables &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span&gt;by Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/40284394727</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/40284394727</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2013 17:45:56 -0500</pubDate><category>Les Misérables</category><category>les mis</category><category>les miserables</category><category>Victor Hugo</category><category>novels</category><category>cryING byee</category></item><item><title>"The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved."</title><description>“The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Misérables&lt;/em&gt; by Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/40124263193</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/40124263193</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2013 17:50:45 -0500</pubDate><category>les mis</category><category>Les Miserables</category><category>Les Misérables</category><category>Victor Hugo</category><category>novels</category></item><item><title>"…Why would I have to know your name? Besides, before you told me, I knew it.”
The man..."</title><description>““…Why would I have to know your name? Besides, before you told me, I knew it.”&lt;br/&gt;
The man opened his eyes in surprise. “Really? You knew my name?”&lt;br/&gt;
“Yes,” answered the Bishop. “Your name is my brother.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Misérables&lt;/em&gt; by Victor Hugo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/40123925815</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/40123925815</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2013 17:46:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Les Miserables</category><category>Les Misérables</category><category>Victor Hugo</category><category>novels</category><category>les mis</category></item><item><title>"What more was needed by this old man, who divided the leisure hours of his life, where he had so..."</title><description>“What more was needed by this old man, who divided the leisure hours of his life, where he had so little leisure, between gardening in the daytime and contemplation at night? Was this narrow enclosure with the sky for a background not space enough for him to adore God in His most beautiful, most sublime works? Indeed, is that not everything? What more do you need? A little garden to walk in, and an immensity to reflect on. At his feet something to cultivate and gather; above his head something to study and meditate on; a few flowers on earth and all the stars in heaven.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Misérables &lt;/em&gt;by Victor Hugo&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/39939689950</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/39939689950</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2013 13:17:00 -0500</pubDate><category>Les Misérables</category><category>les mis</category><category>les miserables</category><category>novels</category><category>Victor Hugo</category></item><item><title>"I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning to sail my ship."</title><description>“I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning to sail my ship.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Little Women&lt;/em&gt; by Louisa May Alcott&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/39673014761</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/39673014761</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2013 14:16:00 -0500</pubDate><category>little women</category><category>louisa may alcott</category><category>novels</category><category>dormspiration</category></item><item><title>"You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read."</title><description>“You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Expectations &lt;/em&gt;by Charles Dickens&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/39281278803</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/39281278803</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2012 00:10:37 -0500</pubDate><category>Great Expectations</category><category>charles dickens</category><category>novels</category><category>favorite quotes</category><category>i fucking love dickens</category><category>i should start a dickens appreciation blog</category></item><item><title>I know your heart belongs to someone you’ve yet to meet.</title><description>&lt;iframe class="spotify_audio_player" src="https://embed.spotify.com/?uri=spotify%3Atrack%3A2Wc6WJFIh86EDnlMxIKhv8&amp;view=coverart" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" width="500" height="580"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know your heart belongs to someone you’ve yet to meet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/37831033492</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/37831033492</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2012 08:56:05 -0500</pubDate><category>death cab for cutie</category><category>death cab</category><category>someday you will be loved</category><category>plans</category><category>other</category></item><item><title>typewrittenword:

Hannah Coulter by Wendell Berry
submission...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzxh53bwd31rp32b4o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://typewrittenword.tumblr.com/post/18225867496/hannah-coulter-by-wendell-berry-submission"&gt;typewrittenword&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hannah Coulter &lt;/em&gt;by Wendell Berry&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;submission from &lt;a href="http://kwistie.tumblr.com/"&gt;kwistie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/37104538869</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/37104538869</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Dec 2012 04:48:00 -0500</pubDate><category>wendell berry</category><category>Hannah Coulter</category><category>images</category><category>novels</category></item><item><title>"‘Oh yes, brothers and sisters, we are members of one another. The difference, beloved,..."</title><description>“‘Oh yes, brothers and sisters, we are members of one another. The difference, beloved, ain’t in who is and who’s not, but in who knows it and who don’t.’”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Hannah Coulter by Wendell Berry&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/37079439815</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/37079439815</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2012 20:42:31 -0500</pubDate><category>Hannah Coulter</category><category>Wendell Berry</category><category>novels</category></item><item><title>"And here is a wonder. I maybe never loved him so much or yearned towards him so much as when I was..."</title><description>“And here is a wonder. I maybe never loved him so much or yearned towards him so much as when I was mad at him. It’s not a simple thing, this love.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hannah Coulter&lt;/em&gt; by Wendell Berry&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/37079239862</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/37079239862</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2012 20:40:02 -0500</pubDate><category>Hannah Coulter</category><category>Wendell Berry</category><category>novels</category><category>i like this book a lot</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3b0ax4nfu1qf4wg3o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/35932256435</link><guid>http://wwwordsss.tumblr.com/post/35932256435</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Nov 2012 15:42:03 -0500</pubDate><category>images</category><category>poetry</category></item></channel></rss>
