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تا اینجا فقط قسمت‌هایی که خود نیل گیمن می‌خونه رو دوست داشتم. هم جالب‌ترن، هم صداش زیباتره خب.

چطوری خودم رو مجبور کنم اول برای این ریویو بنویسم بعد برم سراغ جلد بعدی؟!

اون حس اول کتاب که داری کم‌کم شخصیت‌ها رو می‌شناسی و هنوز نمی‌دونی کی خوبه و کی بده؟ کی دوستته و کی قراره از پشت بهت خنجر بزنه؟ کی دشمنته و قراره عاشق کی بشی؟

Keep reaching out your hand

مکالمات بین من و خودم...

+ تو نگفته بودی این مجموعه رو ادامه نمیدی؟
- مممم...
+ نگفته بودی دیگه حوصله سارا جی ماس رو نداری؟
- مممم...
+ نگفته بودی می‌خوای کتاب‌هایی که خریدی رو بخونی اول؟
- مممم...
+ حرفی نداری بزنی؟!
- نستا و کسین...
+ -_- ⁦

Seriously Clare? Did we not have enough to deal with already? You should have gone and add HIM to the story?!😒

"Be careful what masks you wear, child,” Nene said, “lest you lose your true face forever.”

I'm staring at the cover and thinking: Is this for real? Are we really going back to platform 9 3/4? Back at Hogwarts? And after a couple of hours reading, should I say goodbye to everything again? Should I just live with my life again? This is so exciting and depressing at the same time. Living in HP world was the most magical part of my childhood. And now, here we are, ready to devour a new HP story, one more time.

You're the worst Chosen One who's ever been chosen. :D

If after reading this book you come to my home and brutally murder me, I truly do not blame you.

A choice seems simple, I know,” he said. “But a lot of choices aren’t simple.”

I didn't mean to start reading this book now... I don't have enough time for it... but I couldn't resist...
It's been almost two years now... and I can't wait anymore...
I'm just trying not to swallow it at once...

I don't know how much my pack weighed on that first day, but I do know the water alone was 24.5 pounds. (~11 Kg!!!)

Something is about to happen and I'm pretty sure it's not a good thing...
There's no way this ends well...

A day might be just twenty-four hours but sometimes getting through just one seems as impossible as scaling Everest.

Either way you win. And either way you lose. What can I tell you? Love’s a bitch.

Sometimes you make choices in life and sometimes choices make you. Does that make any sense?

خوشا پرنده که بی‌واژه شعر می‌گوید...

اگر می‌شد صدا را دید
چه گل‌هایی!
چه گل‌هایی!
که از باغِ صدای تو
به هر آواز می‌شد چید.

اگر می‌شد صدا را دید... .

گنجشک در تمام زمستان،
ز اشتیاق
از بس که بهر باغ و بهار انتظار دید
گل‌های نقشِ کاشیِ مسجد را
در نیمه‌های دی
صبحِ بهار دید.

تا کجا می‌برد این نقش به دیوار مرا؟
-تا بدانجا که فرو می‌مانَد،
چشم از دیدن و لب نیز زِ گفتار مرا.