Sorry! Loadin' up.

okuma-gunlugum:


There are books, that one has for twenty years without reading them, that one always keeps at hand, that one takes along from city to city, from country to country, carefully packed, even when there is very little room, and perhaps one leafs through them while removing them from a trunk; yet one carefully refrains from reading even a complete sentence. Then after twenty years, there comes a moment when suddenly, as though under a high compulsion, one cannot help taking in such a book from beginning to end, at one sitting: it is like a revelation. Now one knows why one made such a fuss about it. It had to be with one for a long time; it had to travel; it had to occupy space; it had to be a burden; and now it has reached the goal of its voyage, now it reveals itself, now it illuminates the twenty bygone years it mutely lived with one. It could not say so much if it had not been there mutely the whole time, and what idiot would dare to assert that the same things had always been in it.

                                                                                                                          Elias Canetti

okuma-gunlugum:

There are books, that one has for twenty years without reading them, that one always keeps at hand, that one takes along from city to city, from country to country, carefully packed, even when there is very little room, and perhaps one leafs through them while removing them from a trunk; yet one carefully refrains from reading even a complete sentence. Then after twenty years, there comes a moment when suddenly, as though under a high compulsion, one cannot help taking in such a book from beginning to end, at one sitting: it is like a revelation. Now one knows why one made such a fuss about it. It had to be with one for a long time; it had to travel; it had to occupy space; it had to be a burden; and now it has reached the goal of its voyage, now it reveals itself, now it illuminates the twenty bygone years it mutely lived with one. It could not say so much if it had not been there mutely the whole time, and what idiot would dare to assert that the same things had always been in it.

                                                                                                                          Elias Canetti

mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.
mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.
mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.
mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.
mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.
mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.
mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.
mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.
mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.

mbthecool:

Things 'Harry Potter Series' taught us.

aseaofquotes:

Albert Goldbarth, “The Sciences Sing a Lullaby”

"At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon."
F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via fitzgeraldquotes)
"Novels without female characters were a lifeless desert."
Ian McEwan (Sweet Tooth)

ilovereadingandwriting:

All I Want To Do Is Read (by meganleestudio)

"I act and react, and suddenly I wonder “Where is the girl that I was last year?..Two years ago?..What would she think of me now?"
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via tarkovskologist)

aseaofquotes:

Raymond Chandler, The Long Goodbye

"You’re brave. You are the bravest person I know, and you are my friend. I don’t care if you are imaginary."

by louijover:

a better place

"There was, in my view, an unwritten contract with the reader that the writer must honour. No single element of an imagined world or any of its characters should be allowed to dissolve on an authorial whim. The invented had to be as solid and as self-consistent as the actual. This was a contract founded on mutual trust."
Ian McEwan (Sweet Tooth)

perks-ofabooknerd:

*finishes book*
*immediately starts another*