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I'm just a girl with an obsession with reading and a desire to work in the publishing industry.

The problem with reading is that we are never talking about reading to learn, we are almost always talking about reading for pleasure, while at the same time nervously worrying about and sneering about the idea that reading is a fun and pleasurable activity instead of a higher calling. We’re very neurotic about this. We aren’t talking about reading a shelf of history books or psychology manuals, we’re talking novels…but what if they’re the wrong novels? Or what if they’re the right novels, but you don’t read them in the right way? Or what if you read Dickens, but you keep wandering off to watch goofy shit on the internet (That’s me).

What winds up happening is, we worry and grumble about people not reading, then turn around and worry and grumble about the sanctity and power of reading, and the way we must approach it with reverence or it might not count or something. And essentially what this does is suck all the pleasure out of reading.

from We Love and We Hate Reading For Pleasure by Peter Damien (via bookriot)
"   We all have bullets beneath our skin we pray our lovers won’t flinch at when they find.   "
Andrea Gibson (via hellanne)

(via nebularomantic)


the notebook problem: you see a notebook. you want to buy the notebook. but you know you have like TEN OTHER NOTEBOOKS. most which are STILL EMPTY. you don’t need to notebook. you’re probably not gonna use the notebook anyway. what’s the point? DONT BUY THE NOTEBOOK. you buy the notebook.

(via nebularomantic)

"   The best candy shop a child can be left alone in, is the library.   "
Maya Angelou  (via book-answers)

(via samreads)

"   There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.   "
Somerset Maugham  (via thegirlandherbooks)

(Source: ellenkushner, via thegirlandherbooks)

"   Something funny happens to people who are lonely. The lonelier they get, the less adept they become at navigating social currents. Loneliness grows around them, like mould or fur, a prophylactic that inhibits contact, no matter how badly contact is desired. Loneliness is accretive, extending and perpetuating itself. Once it becomes impacted, it isn’t easy to dislodge.   "
Olivia Laing, "Me, Myself and I" (via feellng)

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