Those moments when...
you know you’ve tumblred too much, wasting too much time, the night is getting too old, you start hearing sound of clock ticking, owl cooing, birds chirping, and you still can’t stop wasting time on your computer…
A novel is not an allegory…. It is the sensual experience of another world. If...– Azar Nafisi (via thesearepeopleyouknow)
There is no surer foundation for a beautiful friendship than a mutual taste in...– P. G. Wodehouse (via bookoasis)
What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing....– The Magician’s Nephew by C.S. Lewis (via effyeahyoungadultlit)