“I’d rather take coffee than compliments just now.”
― Louisa May Alcott,
rt Sarah Breese
“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald
Ooh. I just started The Grapes of Wrath and, I’d forgotten what a language master Steinbeck is.
“To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth. The plows crossed and recrossed the rivulet marks. The last rains lifted the corn quickly and scattered weed colonies and grass along the sides of the roads so that the gray country and the dark red country began to disappear under a green cover.”
One of my very favorite design bloggers, Priya Iyer of Once Upon a Tea Time, has created her own magazine of carefully-curated interior and design inspiration. It is a treasure trove of bright fabrics, unusual decor, and interviews with creatives and Renaissance women. I’ve always particularly enjoyed Priya’s blog (and now magazine) because she often highlights Indian designers, and while Indian design tends to be vibrant and unique, bursting with color and bold patterns, it can often be overlooked in mainstream design publications and discussions.
Read “Curated” here
“He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.”
-Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
“From then on, Matilda would visit the library only once a week in order to take out new books and return the old ones. Her own small bedroom now became her reading-room and there she would sit and read most afternoons, often with a mug of hot chocolate beside her. She was not quite tall enough to reach things around in the kitchen, but she kept a small box in the outhouse which she brought in and stood on in order to get whatever she wanted. Mostly it was hot chocolate she made, warming the milk in a saucepan on the stove before mixing it. Occasionally she made Bovril or Ovaltine. It was pleasant to take a hot drink up to her room and have it beside her as she sat in her silent room reading in the empty house in the afternoons. The books transported her into new worlds and introduced her to amazing people who lived exciting lives. She went to Africa with Ernest Hemingway and to India with Rudyard Kipling. She traveled all over the world while sitting in her little room in an English village.”
-Roald Dahl, Matilda