rain on window panes. a book in your lap. a steaming mug of tea. it is quiet. you feel at peace
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“Sections in the bookstore
- Books You Haven’t Read
- Books You Needn’t Read
- Books Made for Purposes Other Than Reading
- Books Read Even Before You Open Them Since They Belong to the Category of Books Read Before Being Written
- Books That If You Had More Than One Life You Would Certainly Also Read But Unfortunately Your Days Are Numbered
- Books You Mean to Read But There Are Others You Must Read First
- Books Too Expensive Now and You’ll Wait ‘Til They’re Remaindered
- Books ditto When They Come Out in Paperback
- Books You Can Borrow from Somebody
- Books That Everybody’s Read So It’s As If You Had Read Them, Too
- Books You’ve Been Planning to Read for Ages
- Books You’ve Been Hunting for Years Without Success
- Books Dealing with Something You’re Working on at the Moment
- Books You Want to Own So They’ll Be Handy Just in Case
- Books You Could Put Aside Maybe to Read This Summer
- Books You Need to Go with Other Books on Your Shelves
- Books That Fill You with Sudden, Inexplicable Curiosity, Not Easily Justified
- Books Read Long Ago Which It’s Now Time to Re-read
- Books You’ve Always Pretended to Have Read and Now It’s Time to Sit Down and Really Read Them”
Italo Calvino; If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler (via wordpainting)
ready for mornings where you pull on your favorite sweater and pour hot coffee into your favorite mug and sit in the window watching the rain fall
She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cozy bed, and to love and be loved in return.
may 2017 be the year of neck kisses, poetry books, rainy afternoons, soft lips, clear skin and relaxed thoughts
may 2017 be the year of neck kisses, poetry books, rainy afternoons, soft lips, clear skin and relaxed thoughts
Sunday mornings were meant for rain, soft music, good books, and staying in bed.
Mountains-and-forests (via leaves-and-lights)
There’s a little boy sitting next to me on the train and he’s reading Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone and he’s so attentive and he’s smiling and he can’t be older than 10 and nothing makes me happier than seeing the younger generation reading.
I see you this and raise you a little old lady doing the same thing. She noticed me looking at her and she says “My grandkids can’t stop talking about this book. They said, ‘Nana you have to read it!’ Have you read it dear? It really is quite delightful!”
I love seeing the younger generation reading. I love seeing the older generations reading. And I love it when books bring us together.
This is precious <3
i wish i had a window seat with lots of pillows that i could sit in and drink tea and read books in and watch the rain in
For as long as she could remember, she had thought that autumn air went well with books, that the two both somehow belonged with blankets, comfortable armchairs, and big cups of coffee or tea.
Katarina Bivald (via quotes-for-reference)