All the books we own, both read and unread, are the fullest expression of self we have at our disposal. … But with each passing year, and with each whimsical purchase, our libraries become more and more able to articulate who we are, whether we read the books or not.

Nick Hornby - The Poysyllabic Spree (via bookporn)

Cove of Grief

writingforserenity:

"It looks pretty now, doesn’t it?"

I looked up. He spoke! He had asked me a question. I had waited so long for this. I stared at his profile. His crimson sideburns and aquiline nose. I turned to the sunny cove, the soft Atlantic waters lapping the rocky shore. It was very beautiful, for once.

"Yes," I said quietly.

  • me: watching tv show
  • me: looks down at phone for 0.002 seconds
  • me: misses entire plot line of episode, introduction of 2 new characters, 1 main character dies, they are in a different country, at some point someone reproduced and offspring are spoiled and someone got a pet cat
intrepidprofessor:

Rain dropping into water is a fantastic sight. Just watching it “ker-plop” into the water and cause a shockwave that meets other shockwaves. I think it implies the same enjoyment people feel when they jump into a puddle of water, or dip their toes into a lake. 

intrepidprofessor:

Rain dropping into water is a fantastic sight. Just watching it “ker-plop” into the water and cause a shockwave that meets other shockwaves. I think it implies the same enjoyment people feel when they jump into a puddle of water, or dip their toes into a lake.