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Juliette

Give me flowers and Jane Austen any day and everyday.

“My hour for tea is half-past five, and my buttered toast waits for nobody” The Woman in White // I hide my face in books.

theoosterbook

when you’re living in a damn Donna Tartt novel

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i-love-paper

01 SEP 2017;

Closing off the day with a cup of tea, banana bread & all the books I read during the first six months of the year. On track to read 20 books this year! 💪🏻"A Little Life" is my favorite so far..✨Hauntingly beautiful.

intertwinedquotes

got bath water you can soak in.

thewordriven

From here: https://www.mcsweeneys.net/articles/five-similarities-between-writing-and-falling-down-47-flights-of-stairs

rebekahweatherspoon

This is true, coming from someone who is a writer and also fell down some stairs not too long ago.

slitheringink

It’s all true.

theardentbiblio-blog-deactivate

It is a very cool, moody morning here in the PNW. I’m grateful for the weather change, to sip my hot coffee, and to catch up on a little reading before starting the day. Because you guys, I need to find my camera charger asap! How’s your morning or afternoon going? #theardentbiblioreads

tothewordgarden

“Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.” -Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

stephaniecheryl

That feeling when you’re reading a book and maybe it’s a love scene, or maybe it’s a character learning something about him or herself, or maybe it’s something that you’ve always thought but never knew anyone else thought or felt that way too, and your whole body grows warm and tingly and there are tears in your eyes… that. That’s why I read. To feel. To connect. To understand. To have my whole body warmed while I forget to breathe.