giovedì 25 marzo 2010

Being romantic


 
Even so, my spirits heightened whenever I felt in my pocket the key to this apartment; with all its gloom, it still was a place of my own, the first, and my books were there, and jars of pencils to sharpen, everything I needed, so I felt, to become the writer I wanted to be.
 Breakfast at Tiffany’s - Truman Capote, 1958

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