biblioklept:

Get Your Borges Timer Now!
From my weakness, I drew strength that never left me.
— Jorge Luis Borges (via fawksianfella)
 
It is a most mortifying reflection for a man to consider what he has done, compared to what he might have done
— Samuel Johnson  (via 4vere-fede)
 
untitled by Nives B. on Flickr.

untitled by Nives B. on Flickr.

(Source: prince-in-black)

 ma-demoiselle-cherie:

 Karen Tei Yamashita

ma-demoiselle-cherie:

 Karen Tei Yamashita

solidao-e-livros:

An amazing bookstore in Leiden, South Holland.

(Source: flavorwire.com)

 
On My Bookshelf by Chiot’s Run 
 books0977:

Woman reading in garden. Ignacio Díaz Olano (Spanish, 1860-1937). Oil on canvas.
He studied in Barcelona, ​​and was awarded a scholarship by the Vitoria City Council. He returned to his hometown, where he worked for some time in the weekly “The Dancer,” signing his drawings with the pseudonym “Galop.” Then in 1890 he moved to Paris, where he remained until 1894, studying anatomical drawing. He also did scenery work for the Paris Opera.

books0977:

Woman reading in garden. Ignacio Díaz Olano (Spanish, 1860-1937). Oil on canvas.

He studied in Barcelona, ​​and was awarded a scholarship by the Vitoria City Council. He returned to his hometown, where he worked for some time in the weekly “The Dancer,” signing his drawings with the pseudonym “Galop.” Then in 1890 he moved to Paris, where he remained until 1894, studying anatomical drawing. He also did scenery work for the Paris Opera.

 thomerama:

Tihamér Margitay

thomerama:

Tihamér Margitay

You are not weak just because your heart feels so heavy.
— Andrea Gibson, The Nutritionist (via seabois)
 endlesslibraries:

At the library (by Paul Lambert photos)
Do not discourage children from reading because you feel they are reading the wrong thing. Fiction you do not like is a route to other books you may prefer. And not everyone has the same taste as you.
 teachingliteracy:

(by Shutter&Glass)
What is necessary, after all, is only this: solitude, vast inner solitude. To walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours—that is what you must be able to attain.
— Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet  (via affiniteseclectiques)

(Source: hellanne)