— Oscar Wilde, from The Picture Of Dorian Gray
Faulkner House Books | since 1990 | NOLA | actual home of Faulkner in the 20’s where he wrote his first book
My escape is between the pages of books. The words both familiar and strange are spellbinding, drawing me into their own world. Within moments I am transported through time and space, to new worlds. I can be anything I want to be, a wizard, a fighter, a being from another world.
But words, no matter how they are arranged remind me of one thing. I am not alone, because in between the pages of books, I create friends.
“I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald; More Than Just a House
Let’s stay home tonight
im 12 years old sitting on my bed reading it’s midnight it’s summer my window is open the crickets are very loud but very soothing my room smells dusty and warm and no one else exists. im 12 years old. the feeling never goes away.
summer is for browsing books outside | montclair, nj
^A million times this
“Better is possible. It does not take genius. It takes diligence. It takes moral clarity. It takes ingenuity. And above all, it takes a willingness to try.” ― Atul Gawande, Better: A Surgeon’s Notes on Performance
how to tell what season it is on booklr
winter: books with christmas lights
spring: books in grass
summer: books at the beach
autumn: books with leaves
Quarantine: books in the house
This is what book-nerds dream of
Portland, Maine
im 12 years old sitting on my bed reading it’s midnight it’s summer my window is open the crickets are very loud but very soothing my room smells dusty and warm and no one else exists. im 12 years old. the feeling never goes away.
Let’s stay home tonight