priveting:

第一章 (by +seeAN)

priveting:

第一章 (by +seeAN)

Sherlock Holmes’ “retirement cottage”, East Dean, Sussex, England

(Source: sidgwicks)

teachingliteracy:

Nigth with charm by Mapache-Salado

I tried forming a gang once but it turned into a book club.

Ram Danielle (ramsterrrr)

(Source: epicreads)

I see you’re fond of books. You can always tell by the way people handle them.

—W. Somerset Maughman, Of Human Bondage. (via falling-inlove-with-books)

Feeling lonely is not about how many friends you have; it’s about feeling disconnected from the rest of the world.

—Unknown (via purplebuddhaproject)

(Source: eliaes)

I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.

—Emily Dickinson (via observando)

I think of life as a good book. The further you get into it, the more it begins to make sense.

—Harold Kushner (via observando)

ilovecharts:

Visual representation of motivation levels throughout degree
-givemeyouranswerdo

ilovecharts:

Visual representation of motivation levels throughout degree

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because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt
(and consequently dare to climb the sky)

—e.e. cummings (via thedustdancestoo)

Why does one begin to write? Because she feels misunderstood, I guess. Because it never comes out clearly enough when she tries to speak. Because she wants to rephrase the world, to take it in and give it back again differently, so that everything is used and nothing is lost. Because it’s something to do to pass the time until she is old enough to experience the things she writes about.

Nicole Krauss (via duttonbooks)

April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.

—T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land (via hellanne)