awritersruminations:

Like the dead-seeming, cold rocks, I have memories within that came out of the material that went to make me. Time and place have had their say.

—Zora Neale Hurston, Dust Tracks on a Road

 wordpainting:

“If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.”—Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez
Rest In Peace (March 6, 1927—April 17, 2014)

wordpainting:

“If I knew that today would be the last time I’d see you, I would hug you tight and pray the Lord be the keeper of your soul. If I knew that this would be the last time you pass through this door, I’d embrace you, kiss you, and call you back for one more. If I knew that this would be the last time I would hear your voice, I’d take hold of each word to be able to hear it over and over again. If I knew this is the last time I see you, I’d tell you I love you, and would not just assume foolishly you know it already.”—Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

Rest In Peace (March 6, 1927—April 17, 2014)

 
 
Katherine Mansfield, “Mr Reginald Peacock’s Day”

Katherine Mansfield, “Mr Reginald Peacock’s Day”

(Source: sebastian-flyte)

 (by SkeletonDance)
In quoting others, we cite ourselves.
— Julio Cortázar (via amandaonwriting)
 theparisreview:

Seven years ago, a stolen first edition of Borges’s early poems was returned to Argentina’s National Library. But was it the right copy?

theparisreview:

Seven years ago, a stolen first edition of Borges’s early poems was returned to Argentina’s National Library. But was it the right copy?

somebody-else:

Thy soul shall find itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.
Be silent in that solitude
Which is not loneliness—for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
In life before thee are again
In death around thee—and their will Shall overshadow thee: be still.

~Spirits of the Dead, I & II by Edgar Allen Poe.

 teachingliteracy:

Sengkang Library (by shootjosh)

teachingliteracy:

Sengkang Library (by shootjosh)

(Source: blundsbooks)

 luxuryon:

Reading in a daybed
 joderquebuenoes:

París Café, por Jean Pierre Gibrat

joderquebuenoes:

París Café, por Jean Pierre Gibrat

 writersblock51:

April book photo challenge - Day 7, Socially Awkward Character, Sherlock Holmes

writersblock51:

April book photo challenge - Day 7, Socially Awkward Character, Sherlock Holmes

 bookwormbabe89:

Take a lot of notes, boys

bookwormbabe89:

Take a lot of notes, boys

Keep reading. It’s one of the most marvelous adventures that anyone can have.
— Lloyd Alexander  (via corvidae-and-crossroads)

(Source: youngadultatbooktopia)