Here I am again, planning on an early night, and before you know it, it’s midnight. Tyrion Lannister has it right in Clash of Kings. He says,
Sleep is good.
Books are better.
~George R. R. Martin
Here I am again, planning on an early night, and before you know it, it’s midnight. Tyrion Lannister has it right in Clash of Kings. He says,
Sleep is good.
Books are better.
~George R. R. Martin
A laugh out loud tonight while listening to A Feast of Crows audio book:
Ser Loras rode superbly, and handled a lance as if he’d been born holding one . . . which no doubt accounted for his mother’s pinched expression. ~George R. R. Martin
What accounts for your mother’s pinched expression?
I was listening to George R R Martin’s Clash of Kings on my commute today, and chuckled over this line:
He thought he could smell smoke,
though perhaps it was just the
scent of his nerves fraying.
Do you ever have days like that?

I think this is what I have always loved most about reading. I can explore worlds, lives, times, and experiences that I would never otherwise know. I can time travel into the past or the future. I can love a variety of people. I can live in a variety of cultures. How boring life would be without the words of authors.
Even if I travel the world, jump from planes, hike through mountains, and seek out ‘adventurous activities’ in my own life, I am still stuck within my own perspective and understanding. Without the ideas of others to challenge and inspire, I am limited by my own views. With them, I can see for eternity.