literary-life:

reading rainbow by demandaj on Flickr.
I know exactly what I would do with immortality: I would read every book in the library.
— Mark Jason Dominus (via bibliophilebunny)
 picturesque-russia:

А.П. Чехов и Л.Н. Толстой сидят на диване. Нижний Новгород. Дмитриев Максим Петрович, 1890-1900.

picturesque-russia:

А.П. Чехов и Л.Н. Толстой сидят на диване. Нижний Новгород. Дмитриев Максим Петрович, 1890-1900.

(Source: runivers.ru)

Moonlight is sculpture; sunlight is painting.
— Hawthorne, American Note-Books, 1838 (via lucybiederman)
 
As a writer, if someone falls in love with my work, I know they have fallen in love with my mind. Having no idea what my face looks like, they chose my mind. Art may be the only space a woman can be whole without being seen.
— Nayyirah Waheed (via iamcharliesangel)

(Source: nayyirahwaheed)

 book-pause:

bookshop on the corner of Waterloo Road and Lower Marsh

book-pause:

bookshop on the corner of Waterloo Road and Lower Marsh

(Source: flickr.com)

It’s easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled.
— Mark Twain (via nathanielstuart)
Quite honestly, my objection to rape jokes is not even because I particularly find the jokes personally triggering anymore; I generally just find them pathetic and inexplicable. And while I’m bothered by the fact that the jokes normalize and effectively minimize the severity of rape and thus perpetuate the rape culture, I’m more bothered by the thought of a woman who’s recently been raped, who’s just experienced what may be the worst thing that will ever happen to her, and goes to the site of her favorite webcomic, or turns on the telly, or goes to the cinema, or a comedy club, to have a much-needed laugh—only to see that horrible, life-changing thing used as the butt of a joke. I don’t understand—and I don’t believe I ever will—why anyone wants to be the person who sends that shiver down her spine, who makes her eyes burn hot with tears at an unwanted memory while everyone else laughs and laughs.

http://shakespearessister.blogspot.com/2010/08/survivors-are-so-sensitive.html

This is the most spot on description of how I feel about rape jokes I’ve seen.

(via incurablycurious)

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 andreasp-rv:

George B. Kearey, Mitchell´s Book Shop

andreasp-rv:

George B. Kearey, Mitchell´s Book Shop

 (by _rei*)

(by _rei*)

There would be no sequel to the sadness.
— Salvador Plascencia, from The People of Paper
(via the-final-sentence)
 
"Any combustion, regardless of intensity, must ultimately extinguish. Some fires last only for the strike of the flint, while others burn for millions of years before the day of their supernova arrives, leaving only embers and cold debris. And so love need not burn forever, just long enough for paper to smolder."
- The People of Paper, Salvador Plascencia

"Any combustion, regardless of intensity, must ultimately extinguish. Some fires last only for the strike of the flint, while others burn for millions of years before the day of their supernova arrives, leaving only embers and cold debris. And so love need not burn forever, just long enough for paper to smolder."

- The People of Paper, Salvador Plascencia

I don’t think the ‘what’ distinguishes a good novel from a bad one but rather the ‘how.’
 aseaofquotes:

Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves
Submitted by Anonymous.

aseaofquotes:

Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves

Submitted by Anonymous.