The whole culture is telling you to hurry, while the art tells you to take your time. Always listen to the art.
Junot Díaz (via kamara)
I drink to the ruined house,
To the evil of my life,
To our shared loneliness
And I drink to you-
To the lie of lips that betrayed me,
To the deadly coldness of the eyes,
To the fact that the world is cruel and depraved,
To the fact that God did not save.
Emily Dickinson, The Last Toast (via poemusicoffee)

by kinixuki:
Bliss

Total Bliss!

by kinixuki:

Bliss

Total Bliss!

Must. Live. Here.

Must. Live. Here.

Indeed.

Indeed.

maxand:

Maxfield Parrish - The Millpond

maxand:

Maxfield Parrish - The Millpond

I really like how all bookstores or libraries are quiet. No one talks above a whisper. It’s like everyone is respecting and listening to the voices from the books. It’s truly magical.

(via bookphile)

Listen to the voices of the books.

fotografiae:

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fotografiae:

street musician by kaugustster. http://ift.tt/1uAufOI

torbooks:

(via Announcing the 2014 Hugo Award Winners | Tor.com)
Congratulations to all the winners!

torbooks:

(via Announcing the 2014 Hugo Award Winners | Tor.com)

Congratulations to all the winners!

We watched Patch Adams tonight. I laughed, cheered, and cried through the whole movie. I’m really going to miss Robin Williams.

My God, he couldn’t help thinking, how terrible it is to be that age, to have emotions so near the surface that the slightest turbulence causes them to boil over. That, very simply, was what adulthood must be all about — acquiring the skill to bury things more deeply. Out of sight and, whenever possible, out of mind.
Richard Russo; Empire Falls

Book hunting

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
His hands were weak and shaking from carrying far too many books from the bookshop. It was the best feeling.
Joseph Gordon-Levitt, The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories, Vol. 1

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