booksfrommyshelf:

Autumn afternoons in black and white. (by Ofelia .)

booksfrommyshelf:

Autumn afternoons in black and white. (by Ofelia .)

 
Books on the bookshelves
And stacked on the floor
Books kept in baskets
And propped by the door
Books in neat piles
And in disarray
Books tucked in closets
And books on display
Books filling crannies
And books packed in nooks
Books massed in windows
And mounded in crooks
Libraries beckon
And bookstores invite
But book-filled rooms welcome
Us back home at night!
— L.R. Knost (via wordpainting)
 
“When at last I came upon the right book, the feeling was violent: it blew open a hole in me that made life more dangerous because I couldn’t control what came through it.” ―Nicole Krauss, Great House

“When at last I came upon the right book, the feeling was violent: it blew open a hole in me that made life more dangerous because I couldn’t control what came through it.” ―Nicole Krauss, Great House

 wordpainting:

Yup, gotta get this.

wordpainting:

Yup, gotta get this.

 (by Cameron Rose.)

by annmakes:

I read seconds and it was lovely.

What a story is, is devious. It pretends transparency, forthrightness. It engages with ordinary people, ordinary matters, recognizable stuff. But this is all a masquerade. What good stories deal with is the horror and incomprehensibility of time, the dark encroachment of old catastrophes…
— Joy Williams (via mttbll)

(Source: theparisreview.org)

macrolit:

The Best Short Stories of O. Henry

 "A room without books is like a body without a soul." (by Grace Ann Leadbeater)

"A room without books is like a body without a soul." (by Grace Ann Leadbeater)

 (by some flowers which never wither)
The reason writers are such fragile beings, Marcus, is that they suffer from two sorts of emotional pain, which is twice as much as a normal human being: the heartache of love and the heartache of books. Writing a book is like loving someone. It can be very painful.
— Joel Dicker (The Truth About The Harry Quebert Affair)
 galaxiesanddust:

Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë + Catch-22 by Joseph Heller

galaxiesanddust:

Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë + Catch-22 by Joseph Heller

 vintageanchorbooks:

"Lilies used to be a movie theatre, before. Students went there a lot; every spring they had a Humphrey Bogart festival, with Lauren Bacall or Katherine Hepburn, women on their own, making up their minds. They wore blouses with buttons down the front that suggested the possibilities of the word ‘undone’. These women could not be undone; or not. They seemed to be able to choose.” —from THE HANDMAID’S TALE by Margaret Atwood RIP Lauren Bacall (1924-2014)

vintageanchorbooks:

"Lilies used to be a movie theatre, before. Students went there a lot; every spring they had a Humphrey Bogart festival, with Lauren Bacall or Katherine Hepburn, women on their own, making up their minds. They wore blouses with buttons down the front that suggested the possibilities of the word ‘undone’. These women could not be undone; or not. They seemed to be able to choose.”
—from THE HANDMAID’S TALE by Margaret Atwood

RIP Lauren Bacall (1924-2014)

MACBETH : Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires.
— William Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act I Scene IV (via joielalune)

(Source: seabois)