Hello, I'm a native English speaker learning Spanish, French, and Mandarin Chinese. I need plenty of practice to speak them functionally, so feel free to join me in my journey. Now with the occasional book review.
The decals on my dorm wall refuse to stick, resulting in an ingenious representation of actual leaves falling.
Chico Buarque in his novel, “Budapest” (via foreignerongermansoil)
uersiculos in me narratur scribere Cinna.
non scribit, cuius carmina nemo legit.
The story goes that Cinna’s writing little verses attacking me. A man doesn’t ‘write’ if nobody reads his poems.
Martial (via life-of-a-latin-student)
everyone on duolingo is on like their hundredth day streak and im sitting there like