I'm Laala and I'm 22 years old. This is mainly a book blog: reviews, photographs, quotes. I also post anything that tickles my fancy.
Reach me at distantheartbeats@gmail.com.
I'm the founder and editor in chief of an online literary magazine, Write Me a Metaphor. I'm also a poet, and you can buy my book on Amazon.
My other tumblrs: Discourse on Life | A Burst of Colour | One Door to Another.
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[2009: Books | Movies | Concerts | Theatre] [2010: Books | Movies | Concerts | Theatre]
[2011: Books | Movies | Concerts | Theatre]
~ Tuesday, February 7 ~
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We can never cease to be ourselves.
— Joseph Conrad, The Secret Agent
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~ Monday, February 6 ~
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It was as if Fate had thrust that clue into his hands. And after the manner of the average man, whose ambition is to command events, he began to mistrust such a gratuitous and accidental success—just because it seemed forced upon him. The practical value of success depends not a little on the way you look at it. But Fate looks at nothing. It has no discretion.
— Joseph Conrad, The Secret Agent
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~ Friday, January 27 ~
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My time on a train is spent half reading, half staring out the window. I’m on my way to visit my little brother at uni. I feel like I’ve spent quite a bit of time on trains this last week!

My time on a train is spent half reading, half staring out the window. I’m on my way to visit my little brother at uni. I feel like I’ve spent quite a bit of time on trains this last week!

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