The Illusionist

"Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is like a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue. . . . ” ― Ralph Waldo Emerson

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“…I live with regrets - the bittersweet loss of innocence - the red track of the moon upon the lake - the inability to return and do it again…” ― John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

“…I live with regrets - the bittersweet loss of innocence - the red track of the moon upon the lake - the inability to return and do it again…” 
― John GeddesA Familiar Rain

Le chapelier de macarons (The macaroons hatter)

Le chapelier de macarons (The macaroons hatter)

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“Many people hear voices when no one is there. Some of them are called mad and are shut up in rooms where they stare at the walls all day. Others are called writers and they do pretty much the same thing.” ― Margaret Chittenden

“Many people hear voices when no one is there. Some of them are called mad and are shut up in rooms where they stare at the walls all day. Others are called writers and they do pretty much the same thing.” 
― Margaret Chittenden

“Old books exert a strange fascination for me — their smell, their feel, their history; wondering who might have owned them, how they lived, what they felt.” ― Lauren Willig

“Old books exert a strange fascination for me — their smell, their feel, their history; wondering who might have owned them, how they lived, what they felt.” 
― Lauren Willig

“I wanted a metamorphosis, a change to fish, to leviathan, to destroyer. I wanted the earth to open up, to swallow everything in one engulfing yawn. I wanted to see the city buried fathoms deep in the bosom of the sea. I wanted to sit in a cave and read by candlelight. I wanted that eye extinguished so that I might have a chance to know my own body, my own desires. I wanted to be alone for a thousand years in order to reflect on what I had seen and heard - and in order to forget.” ― Henry Miller, Tropic of Capricorn

“I wanted a metamorphosis, a change to fish, to leviathan, to destroyer. I wanted the earth to open up, to swallow everything in one engulfing yawn. I wanted to see the city buried fathoms deep in the bosom of the sea. I wanted to sit in a cave and read by candlelight. I wanted that eye extinguished so that I might have a chance to know my own body, my own desires. I wanted to be alone for a thousand years in order to reflect on what I had seen and heard - and in order to forget.” 
― Henry MillerTropic of Capricorn

“The muses are ghosts, and sometimes they come uninvited.” ― Stephen King, Bag of Bones

“The muses are ghosts, and sometimes they come uninvited.” 
― Stephen KingBag of Bones

“The most special times in a person’s life are not meant to last forever. They’re like bubbles rising from a plastic ring dipped into a soapy solution. The soap bubbles rise, with the sun flashing brilliant colors, then bursts into a showery memory mist.” ― Julius Thompson, A Brownstone in Brooklyn

“The most special times in a person’s life are not meant to last forever. They’re like bubbles rising from a plastic ring dipped into a soapy solution. The soap bubbles rise, with the sun flashing brilliant colors, then bursts into a showery memory mist.” 
― Julius ThompsonA Brownstone in Brooklyn

“That proves you are unusual,’ returned the Scarecrow; ‘and I am convinced that the only people worthy of consideration in this world are the unusual ones. For the common folks are like the leaves of a tree, and live and die unnoticed.” ― L. Frank Baum, The Land Of Oz

“That proves you are unusual,’ returned the Scarecrow; ‘and I am convinced that the only people worthy of consideration in this world are the unusual ones. For the common folks are like the leaves of a tree, and live and die unnoticed.” 
― L. Frank BaumThe Land Of Oz

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“Over the course of my life I’ve been to lots of places. Shadowed places where things have gone wrong. Sinister places where things still are. I always hate the sunlit towns, full of newly built developments with double-car garages in shades of pale eggshell, surrounded by green lawns and dotted with laughing children. Those towns aren’t any less haunted than the others. They’re just better liars.” ― Kendare Blake, Anna Dressed in Blood
Hannes Tiedemann House Cleveland Ohio

“Over the course of my life I’ve been to lots of places. Shadowed places where things have gone wrong. Sinister places where things still are. I always hate the sunlit towns, full of newly built developments with double-car garages in shades of pale eggshell, surrounded by green lawns and dotted with laughing children. Those towns aren’t any less haunted than the others. They’re just better liars.” 
― Kendare BlakeAnna Dressed in Blood

Hannes Tiedemann House Cleveland Ohio

“All his life he tried to be a good person. Many times, however, he failed.For after all, he was only human. He wasn’t a dog.” ― Charles M. Schulz

“All his life he tried to be a good person. Many times, however, he failed.
For after all, he was only human. He wasn’t a dog.” 
― Charles M. Schulz

“She had curiously thoughtful and attentive eyes; eyes that were very pretty and very good.” ― Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

“She had curiously thoughtful and attentive eyes; eyes that were very pretty and very good.” 
― Charles DickensGreat Expectations

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“Dogs, for a reason that can only be described as divine, have the ability to forgive, let go of the past, and live each day joyously. It’s something the rest of us strive for.” ― Jennifer Skiff, The Divinity of Dogs: True Stories of Miracles Inspired by Man’s Best Friend

“Dogs, for a reason that can only be described as divine, have the ability to forgive, let go of the past, and live each day joyously. It’s something the rest of us strive for.” 
― Jennifer SkiffThe Divinity of Dogs: True Stories of Miracles Inspired by Man’s Best Friend

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“Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind.Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things.Their language has been lost.But not the gestures.” ― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“Listen to the trees as they sway in the wind.

Their leaves are telling secrets. Their bark sings songs of olden days as it grows around the trunks. And their roots give names to all things.

Their language has been lost.

But not the gestures.” 
― Vera NazarianThe Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

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