"I'm trying to find the truth
in words, in rhymes, in notes,
in all the things I wish I wrote."
Lover of grammar, poetry, literature, hiking, camping, horses, and Latin

 

We read to know we’re not alone. We read because we are alone. We read and we are not alone. We are not alone.

Gabrielle Zevin The Storied Life Of A. J. Fikry (via sempiternale)

It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined.

John Green, Paper Towns (via bookmania)

Beautiful things don’t ask for attention.

James Thurber, The Secret Life of Walter Mitty (via observando)

She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cozy bed, and to love and be loved in return.

Starra Neely Blade (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: tomywonder)

You were patient all this time. I had to find myself first; I had to remember who I was and become the person I was meant to be. You have been there for me patiently while I searched for you, even when I didn’t know I was looking for you, you were there.

Rachel Higginson, Fearless Magic (via observando)

A bookcase is as good as a view, as much of a panorama as the sight of a city or a river. There are dawns and sunsets in books - storms and zephyrs.

Anatole Broyard (via thebooker)

(Source: jamesgrantbrown)

I have told the sky all my loneliest thoughts of you. And all it does is shine star light back at me. But I guess that’s what makes it such a good listener.

Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via sunst0ne)

I can choose either to be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It’s all a question of how I view my life.

Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes (via observando)

Do not look for my heart any more; the beasts have eaten it.

Charles Baudelaire, Flowers of Evil, (1857)

(Source: steelylaceribbon)