We’re featured on Etsy’s tumblr!
"All the books we own, both read and unread, are the fullest expression of self we have at our disposal. … But with each passing year, and with each whimsical purchase, our libraries become more and more able to articulate who we are, whether we read the books or not."
"There are books that one reads over and over again, books that become part of the furniture of one’s mind and alter one’s whole attitude to life, books that one dips into but never reads through, books that one reads at a single sitting and forgets a week later."
Rules: In a text post, list ten books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard — they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you. Tag ten friends, including me, so I’ll see your list. Make sure you let your friends know you’ve tagged them!
Tagged by allthishashappened.
- Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
- The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
- Oscar and the Lady in Pink by Éric-Emmanuel Schmitt
- The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Bradbury
- City of Bohane by Kevin Barry
- The Cherry Orchard by Anton Chekhov
- Old Times by Harold Pinter
- Never Let Me Go by Kakuo Ishiguro
- Mister God, This is Anna by Flynn
- The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley
- A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket
- The Gemma Doyle Trilogy by Libba Bray
- The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
"It’s always better to have too much to read than not enough."
Bookmarks by Ethem Onur Bilgiç
"I love bookshelves, and stacks of books, spines, typography, and the feel of pages between my fingertips. I love bookmarks, and old bindings, and stars in margins next to beautiful passages. I love exuberant underlinings that recall to me a swoon of language-love from a long-ago reading, something I hoped to remember. I love book plates, and inscriptions in gifts from loved ones, I love author signatures, and I love books sitting around reminding me of them, being present in my life, being. I love books. Not just for what they contain. I love them as objects too, as ever-present reminders of what they contain, and because they are beautiful. They are one of my favorite things in life, really at the tiptop of the list, easily my favorite inanimate things in existence, and … I am just not cottoning on to this idea of making them … not exist anymore. Making them cease to take up space in the world, in my life? No, please do not take away the physical reality of my books."
"The Baudelaires all have different tastes, as it should be. Violet, with her talent for invention, enjoys the work of Jules Verne and Rube Goldberg. Klaus, perhaps the most serious reader of the siblings, prefers works by Ellen Raskin and Vladimir Nabokov. And Sunny, with her enormous teeth and growing interest in cookery, will probably enjoy the works of Bram Stoker and M.F.K. Fisher, as she grows older."
"What we read and why we do so defines us in a profound way. You are what you read, I suppose. Browsing through someone’s library is like peeking into their DNA."
"The burning of a book is a sad, sad sight, for even though a book is nothing but ink and paper, it feels as if the ideas contained in the book are disappearing as the pages turn to ashes and the cover and binding—which is the term for the stitching and glue that holds the pages together—blacken and curl as the flames do their wicked work.
"When someone is burning a book, they are showing utter contempt for all of the thinking that produced its ideas, all of the labor that went into its words and sentences, and all of the trouble that befell the author…"
—Lemony Snicket, The Penultimate Peril
What would it be like
to live in a library
of melted books.
With sentences streaming over the floor
and all the punctuation
settled to the bottom as a residue.
It would be confusing.
A great adventure.