The Booktarian
Devourer of books
I believe in the magic of books. I believe that during certain periods in our lives we are drawn to particular books—whether it’s strolling down the aisles of a bookshop with no idea whatsoever of what it is that we want to read and suddenly finding the most perfect, most wonderfully suitable book staring us right in the face. Unblinking. Or a chance meeting with a stranger or friend who recommends a book we would never ordinarily reach for. Books have the ability to find their own way into our lives.
Cecelia Ahern (via bookporn)
humansofnewyork:

"What do you miss most about Brazil?""I’m not sure how to say in English. Can I email you?""Just try.""In Brazil. My people. Money or no money. Still happy."

humansofnewyork:

"What do you miss most about Brazil?"
"I’m not sure how to say in English. Can I email you?"
"Just try."
"In Brazil. My people. Money or no money. Still happy."

just-another-book-review:

Sometimes I forget that these books that I love are written from actual living human beings and they are not stories that just came into existence.