1. "I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change."
    — Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness (via whyallcaps)

    (via englishmajorinrepair)


  2. "I love coffee. I sometimes get excited at night thinking of the coffee I’ll get to drink in the morning. Coffee is reason to wake up. There are other reasons, of course. But coffee is the incentive, at the very least."
    — Annie Clark  (via laurenraelle)

    (Source: sufjand, via teacoffeebooks)


  3. "My heart was a hysterical unreliable organ."
    — Vladimir Nabokov. Lolita. (via wordsnquotes)

    (via literatureismyutopia)


  4. "As we grow up, we realize it becomes less important to have more friends and more important to have real ones."
    — (via suspend)

    (Source: ohteenscanrelate, via spikesandseams)


  5. "Books are mirrors: you only see in them what you already have inside you."
    — Zafòn Ruiz , Carlos. The Shadow of the Wind. (via vapourise)

    (Source: wordsnquotes, via libraryshelves)


  6. "I know how easy it is to be swept away by stories, by things you wish were real."
    — Derek Landy, Skulduggery Pleasant (via cityoftoomanyfandoms)

    (via teachingliteracy)


  7. "When you read a book, the neurons in your brain fire overtime, deciding what the characters are wearing, how they’re standing, and what it feels like the first time they kiss. No one shows you. The words make suggestions. Your brain paints the pictures."
    —  Meg Rosoff (via abookblog)

    (via teachingliteracy)


  8. "It’s hell writing and it’s hell not writing. The only tolerable state is having just written."
    — Robert Hass (via victoriousvocabulary)

    (via jmberryfictionwriter)


  9. When I complain about being broke and my friend tells me to stop spending all my money on books:

  10. All of the books I’ve read this year! Can’t believe I have already hit my reading goal for the year. Now I just need to buckle down on my writing goal for the year and I’ll be golden.