“1956?
That's right.
This is kind of a ratty question, but what have you written lately?
Lately, I've been working on a novel.
Lately, since 1956?
A novel takes a long time. I want it exactly right.
Do you write every day?
Sure.
Today?
Sure.
It's a beautiful typewriter.
Of course. It writes nothing but sensitive, intensely felt, promising prose.
There's no ribbon in it.
There isn't?
No.
Oh...”
from Breakfast at Tiffany’s... this part always makes me smile. Guess I better go write...
bonne nuit/good morning x
Butterfly
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The mind-forg'd manacles I hear
In every claim to ties that break
As I step in to chaos, fear,
And slowly, my own self, remake.
The mind-forg'd manacl...
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