Wednesday, June 29, 2011

"this is the estimation in which you hold me"

this semester i have been taking american literature: modern & realism.
we've (obviously) been reading a whole lot of modern or realist novels & poems.
& though these are beautiful pieces, that amaze me & constantly leave me thinking "man, i wish i wrote that..."
i can only handle so much, for so long.
i'm a romantic.
i need spurts of hope, love & beauty found in mankind.
i can only handle novels like as i lay dying by william faulkner for so long.
beautifully disturbing; remarkable... but nonetheless disturbing.

i think it's time to read pride & prejudice again.

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