January 2012
Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been....
– Eve Ensler (via misswallflower)
The wind plays with our hair; it plays with our words and thoughts.
– Erich Maria Remarque
December 2011
Love is distinct from desire… Because its aim is not satisfaction, but being.
– Jacques Lacan, Seminar I, trans. John Forrester (via proustitute)
I love reading another reader’s list of favorites. Even when I find I do not...
– T. S. Eliot (via bookoasis)
Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.
– Thomas Merton (via libraryland)
November 2011
There was home in it, too; first memories, first mornings long ago; the...
– Willa Cather, from The Song of the Lark
Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore?
– Henry Ward Beecher