aseaofquotes: Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan

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Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere’s Fan

The history of literary creation is as large as humanity. We can’t impose an etiquette.
— Pablo Neruda (via theparisreview)
 apollo-cabin: Bookstore in Annapolis (by Corey Sentz)

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Bookstore in Annapolis (by Corey Sentz)

 simena: Nicolae Tempeanu

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Nicolae Tempeanu

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Favourite Covers Saturday- Sexing the Cherry by Jeanette Winterson

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Until then I had thought each book spoke of the things, human or divine, that lie outside books. Now I realized that not infrequently books speak of books: it is as if they spoke among themselves. In the light of this reflection, the library seemed all the more disturbing to me. It was then the place of a long, centuries-old murmuring, an imperceptible dialogue between one parchment and another, a living thing, a receptacle of powers not to be ruled by a human mind, a treasure of secrets emanated by many minds, surviving the death of those who had produced them or had been their conveyors.
— The Name of the Rose, Umberto Eco (via literarylust)

(Source: pantheonaslecum)

 simena: MELNIK VLADIMIR

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MELNIK VLADIMIR

 
 
  (by fleetsome)

(by fleetsome)

 wordpainting: “Don’t be amazed if you see my eyes always wandering. In fact, this is my way of reading, and it is only in this way that reading proves fruitful to me. If a book truly interests me, I cannot follow it for more than a few lines before my mind, having seized on a thought that the text suggests to it, or a feeling, or a question, or an image, goes off on a tangent and springs from thought to thought, from image to image, in an itinerary of reasonings and fantasies that I feel the need to pursue to the end, moving away from the book until I have lost sight of it. The stimulus of reading is indispensable to me, and of meaty reading, even if, of every book, I manage to read no more than a few pages. But those few pages already enclose for me whole universes, which I can never exhaust.” ― Italo Calvino, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler

wordpainting:

“Don’t be amazed if you see my eyes always wandering. In fact, this is my way of reading, and it is only in this way that reading proves fruitful to me. If a book truly interests me, I cannot follow it for more than a few lines before my mind, having seized on a thought that the text suggests to it, or a feeling, or a question, or an image, goes off on a tangent and springs from thought to thought, from image to image, in an itinerary of reasonings and fantasies that I feel the need to pursue to the end, moving away from the book until I have lost sight of it. The stimulus of reading is indispensable to me, and of meaty reading, even if, of every book, I manage to read no more than a few pages. But those few pages already enclose for me whole universes, which I can never exhaust.” ― Italo Calvino, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler

Nobody will protect you from your suffering. You can’t cry it away or eat it away or starve it away or walk it away or punch it away or even therapy it away. It’s just there, and you have to survive it. You have to endure it. You have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.
— Cheryl Strayed (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: the-healing-nest)

 booksandtea: “A Homemade Life” by Daniella.Maria on Flickr.

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“A Homemade Life” by Daniella.Maria on Flickr.