Tag: writing

It gets lonely, being human. Not because you can’t find a soul to lie beside you at night; because you never know if their soul is searching at all, and if you want to be found.

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Just out of curiosity what’s your favorite book? I’m looking for reading materials cuz I’ve read/re-read everything in my bookshelf and am looking for something fresh 👌

Ah… you could never get me to pick a favourite book, I believe. There are too many wonderful books in the world for that. I can recommend you a bit of what I read recently (i.e. over the past two years) as well as one of my all-time idolized authors: Walter Moers. He’s German, but the books are available in English, though I don’t know how good the translation is. Start with 

The 13 1⁄2 Lives of Captain Bluebear  or The City of Dreaming Books. Then, read everything. Do it. Honestly. Just. This author changed not my life, but something more important: They way I write. 

Otherwise (and this is a wild, wild mix of genres and themes):

Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo
The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka
The Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri (started)
The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde (started)
The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater
Nothing by Janne Teller
Perfume: The Story of a Murderer by Patrick Süskind
The Sandman by E.T.A. Hoffmann (short story)
Momo by Michael Ende
Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen
The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L’Engle
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle
Inkheart by Cornelia Funke
Howl’s Moving Castle – Diana Wynne Jones
The Wave by Morton Rhue

Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World by Haruki Murakami (just started this but loving it already)

As you can see, I’m reading a lot of classics right now, so I apologize if this is all literature you’ve read before. Maybe this was helpful? Enjoy!

It’s true that one day, you will be fine. It’s true that you will have somewhere warm to call home and something within reach to call goal. You’ll be searching instead of losing, and you’ll even be found instead of lost.

But life’s like a wild cat, darling. You can’t ask her to hunt for you and let her in. She needs food, that strong hunter of yours. Feed her words and art and science, let her drink up people and a bit of night before dawn rises. Your wild cat needs rest and motion, not one or the other – both. She needs ferocity on the hunt and softness when brushing dirt off her fur.

Your cat will never stop hunting for you. Not even if you can’t feed her because you are too empty yourself, not even if you’re too cold to warm her in your arms. Your cat holds no grudges. Your cat loves, and loves, and loves you until the last day. And she knows that you will make a home for her again. She is waiting to come back, eyes dark and path cleared for you.

In the Encyclopedia of Living Organisms to Be Found within the Milky Way, humans only lead the ranking of all species in a very few traits. These, however, are most curious and still considered to be insufficiently explored and mysterious in their nature.

For how can a species be simultaenously leading in curiosity as well as the ability to establish emotional bonding with any known complex-brained organism turn into a force that unites or destroys entire planets when faced with the simple expression of you can’t do that?

If you offer me bread and I excitedly say yes, and you subsequently present me with a soft white abomination that is nothing but untoasted toast, then I swear on the gods of yeast that you will have made an enemy for this life and all your reincarnations. How dare you, how dare you.

books you drank up with your soul and animals you gave a home to and the plants you raised with your own fingers and rain tapping softly against your window at night will never break your heart.