Strahov Library, Theological Hall, Prague by LostBob Photos on Flickr.
Nosticky palace library, Prague
Alone is walking along a street, just you and your city, taking things in that you often don’t take the time to appreciate when you’re busy with other people. It is allowing your senses to be your company, talking to you with a million different voices of how good this smells or how wonderful that feels. It is taking the time to soak in your surroundings, instead of just existing blindly within them.
Currently reading: ‘Ignorance’ by Milan Kundera
from fuckyeahreading admin liy: read my favourite quote here
In the preface to an anthology of Russian literature, Vladimir Nabokov stated that he had not found a single page of Dostoevsky worthy of inclusion. This ought to mean that Dostoevsky should not be judged by each page but rather by the total of all the pages that comprise the book.
(Source: scribnerbooks)
by 333Bracket
Let us have winter loving that the heart
May be in peace and ready to partake
Of the slow pleasure spring would wish to hurry
Or that in summer harshly would awake,
And let us fall apart, O gladly weary,
The white skin shaken like a white snowflake.
Insert Holden Caulfield Here. on Flickr.o
“Graphomania (a mania for writing books) inevitably takes on epidemic proportions when a society develops to the point of creating three basic conditions: -
(1) an elevated level of general well being which allows people to devote themselves to useless activities
(2) a high degree of social atomization and , as a consequence, a general isolation of individuals;
(3) the absence of dramatic social changes in the nation’s internal life.”
Milan Kundera (The Book of Laughter and Forgetting)
Submitted by Kevin Mc N
(Source: rozlt)
the trees murmur, they tell us something
I completely underestimated how many books I could fit in this flat, so I popped home today and picked out another pile. They’re a mix of ones I haven’t read and books I’ve already read but just like to have around.
