“I bought you this book because you told me you liked it.” AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I love it when I’m reading a book by an author and she mentions a character from another one of her books that I’ve already read.>>>

It’s strange how books can make you miss people who never existed more than people you’ve actually known.

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rainy days were made for getting lost in fictional worlds.>>>

Sometimes you don’t cry because it’s “just a book.” You cry because the book has unleashed emotions you’ve been holding back, longing to be released.

Having a brain and beauty is nice, but you know what's nicer? Manners.

— She used to hate reading. — What happened? — She picked up a book, read it, and realized that reading was more than just turning pages; it was about meeting new souls, living a thousand lives, feeling what wasn't hers to feel, and somehow making it all real. THAT GIRL IS ME♡

I think we all need someone to talk about books with at 3 a.m. when we’re having an existential crisis because we just finished a book.

Reading a book in public is so risky… You never know if you’re going to burst out laughing or start crying uncontrollably… You won’t know until it’s too late.

I love reading about fictional characters’ lives. Their dramatic lives make mine more interesting.>>>

books + me equals a heart forever.>>>

Me without books is like an angel without wings.>>>

The best thing about reading is that you can see beyond what people who don’t read can see.

Having a book in your hands is the most elegant way to tell the world: “Please, don’t talk to me.”

this and no one rushing me.>>>

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Finishing a book feels like a breakup. You’re left with an empty heart, still obsessed with the story and not knowing what to do next.>>>