
The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous
feeling of the words being there, written in
invisible ink, and clamoring to become visible.
~Nabokov ~
The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous
feeling of the words being there, written in
invisible ink, and clamoring to become visible.
~Nabokov ~
Our doubts are traitors,
and make us lose the good
we oft might win,
by fearing to attempt.
Shakespeare
All photos and words are my own, unless otherwise noted.
1 comment:
Love it
it opens a whole new world of imagination.
Keep it up!
L.
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