“You get to exhale now, Simon.” #lovesimon #ilovethisbook #lovethemovietootbh #beckyalbertalli #travelbook #thankgodibroughttwo #TimeToReread
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“You get to exhale now, Simon.” #lovesimon #ilovethisbook #lovethemovietootbh #beckyalbertalli #travelbook #thankgodibroughttwo #TimeToReread
“Jason hated being old.” #heroesofolympus #rickriordan #prophecyofseven #TimeToReread #demigods #justwannahangwithleo
"The two men appears out of nowhere, a few yards apart in the narrow moonlit lane." #harrypotter #deathlyhallows #TimeToReread #hogwarts #getreadyforthepain #bringonthetears
I read this book several years before I came out. I ordered the new edition for the "updates" but I think it was mainly for the cover! #comingout #lgbtbooks #gaymen #gay #timetoreread #dontjudgeabookbyitscover
The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was. Nobody'd move. You could go there a hundred thousand times, and that Eskimo would still be just finished catching those two fish, the birds would still be on their way south, the deers would still be drinking out of that water hole, with their pretty antlers and they're pretty, skinny legs, and that squaw with the naked bosom would still be weaving that same blanket. Nobody's be different. The only thing that would be different would be you. Not that you'd be so much older or anything. It wouldn't be that, exactly. You'd just be different, that's all. You'd have an overcoat this time. Or the kid that was your partner in line the last time had got scarlet fever and you'd have a new partner. Or you'd have a substitute taking the class, instead of Miss Aigletinger. Or you'd heard your mother and father having a terrific fight in the bathroom. Or you'd just passed by one of those puddles in the street with gasoline rainbows in them. I mean you'd be different in some way—I can't explain what I mean. And even if I could, I'm not sure I'd feel like it.
J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye