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listen, this whole town is a friend you do not want staying with you when they come to visit.
Brenna Twohy, Touchdown Jesus
grief is not a feeling, but a neighborhood.
this is where I come from. everyone I love still lives there.
Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still
“Two things inspire me to awe: the starry heavens above and the moral universe within.”
— Immanuel Kant (via quotemadness)
How many wars will it take us to learn that only the dead return?
Andrea Gibson, For Eli
I will love you, however you need me to love you.
Wyatt Fleckenstein - “Labels” (CUPSI 2014)
“A Woman Speaks” by Audre Lorde for National Poetry Month
You are a dream. We are a nightmare sometimes.
Andrea Gibson, Love Poem
another missile sets fire to the face in the locket of a mother whose son needed money for college and she swears she can feel his photograph burn.
Andrea Gibson, For Eli
What They Did Yesterday Afternoon
by Warsan Shire
they set my aunts house on fire i cried the way women on tv do folding at the middle like a five pound note. i called the boy who use to love me tried to ‘okay’ my voice i said hello he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened? i’ve been praying, and these are what my prayers look like; dear god i come from two countries one is thirsty the other is on fire both need water. later that night i held an atlas in my lap ran my fingers across the whole world and whispered where does it hurt? it answered everywhere everywhere everywhere.
Perfection is a bookstore with cats in it. These adorable felines live at David Mason Books in Toronto, Ontario, Canada.
Felines give more life to bookshops:)
Didi I imagine that this was our pattern for all time? That we would grow old together, accusing and forgiving?
Tayari Jones, An American Marriage
Ideas are more difficult to kill than people
American Gods
I still love books. Nothing a computer can do can compare to a book. You can’t really put a book on the Internet. Three companies have offered to put books by me on the Net, and I said, ‘If you can make something that has a nice jacket, nice paper with that nice smell, then we’ll talk.’ All the computer can give you is a manuscript. People don’t want to read manuscripts. They want to read books. Books smell good. They look good. You can press it to your bosom. You can carry it in your pocket.
Ray Bradbury (b. 22 August 1920)
I firmly believe that there’s a “right” time to read a certain book. It’s okay if you’re interested in a book and it sits on your shelf for years. Maybe it didn’t call out to you when you wanted something to read because it was waiting for the right time to mean the most to you. Not saying this is always the case, but this has happened enough to recognize the magic.