It made me love more…

eugenialoli:

“Because of You" by Eugenia Loli.
Poem by Pablo Neruda, excerpt from his poem “Love”.
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eugenialoli:

Because of You" by Eugenia Loli.

Poem by Pablo Neruda, excerpt from his poem “Love”.

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nedhepburn:

Paris through a Pentax 67.

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A micro utopia born
As the overture plays
This prelude to life long love

bibliolectors:

Librarian / Bibliotecaria (ilustración de Molly Cornelius)

bibliolectors:

Librarian / Bibliotecaria (ilustración de Molly Cornelius)

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But the pleasant thing is to wake early, throw open the window, and lie reading in bed.

—Edward Fitzgerald, from a letter to W. F. Pollock, May 3, 1840 (via awelltraveledwoman)

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Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air and to eat and sleep with the earth.

—Walt Whitman (via mishproductions)

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But there are pleasures to be had from books beyond being lightly entertained. There is the pleasure of being challenged; the pleasure of feeling one’s range and capacities expanding; the pleasure of entering into an unfamiliar world, and being led into empathy with a consciousness very different from one’s own; the pleasure of knowing what others have already thought it worth knowing, and entering a larger conversation.

From “The Pleasures of Reading to Impress Yourself" by Rebecca Mead for The New Yorker

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