“She ran the back of her hand along the first shelf, listening to the shuffle of her fingernails gliding across the spinal chord of each book. It sounded like an instrument, or the notes of running feet.”—Markus Zusak, The Book Thief (via allexsheathes)
“We all build internal sea walls to keep at bay the sadnesses of life and the often overwhelming forces within our minds. In whatever way we do this—through love, work, family, faith, friends, denial, alcohol, drugs, or medication, we build these walls, stone by stone, over a lifetime.”—Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind (via vintageanchorbooks)
"Cuckoldom Triumphant Or, Matrimonial Incontinence Vindicated" and other eighteenth-century novels of note.
The Toast has compiled a list of 18th century novels and they are equal parts charming and weird. New favorite book title: ‘Reft Rob; Or, The Witch Of Scot-Muir, Commonly Called Madge The Snoover.’ Or maybe just ‘Astonishment!!!’
“The world is being run by people my age, men my age, with falling-out hair and health worries, and it frightens me. When the leaders were older than me I could believe in their wisdom, I could believe they had transcended rage and malice and the need to be loved. Now I know better. I look at the faces in newspapers, in magazines, and wonder: what greeds, what furies drive them on?”—Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye (via fewthistle)