We read sometimes logically, sometimes with our eyes, sometimes with our imagination, sometimes with a small part of our mind, sometimes the way we want to, sometimes the way the book wants us to, and sometimes with every fibre of our being.

What Our Minds Do When We Read Novels by Orhan Pamuk (via treesofreverie)

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To read a novel is to wonder constantly, even at moments when we lose ourselves most deeply in the book: How much of this is fantasy, and how much is real?

What Our Minds Do When We Read Novels by Orhan Pamuk (via treesofreverie)

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Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatutes. No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.

book—quotes:

Linda Francis Lee, Emily and Einstein

book—quotes:

Linda Francis Lee, Emily and Einstein

booklikes:

my life

booklikes:

my life

mohawkasaur:

Reading is like sex: it’s pleasurable to do it anywhere, but it’s best in bed.

(via fuckyeahreading)

Forever and ever and ever and ever

Forever and ever and ever and ever

You haven’t lived until…

You haven’t lived until…

Every. Single. Day.

Every. Single. Day.

People with books in their hands are more beautiful

book—quotes:

Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

book—quotes:

Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane