A life like mine annoys most people; they go to their jobs every day, attend to things, give orders, pummel typewriters, and get two or three weeks off every year, and it vexes them to see someone else not bothering to do these things and yet getting away with it, not starving, being lucky as they call it.

“The Portobello Road,” by Muriel Spark (via writerinboston)

i’m sure everyone is already doing this but one of my favorite things about tumblr is tracking tags of all my favorite writers and getting updates whenever anyone posts a line from any of their books.