Posts Tagged: Books
Giving up is one of the most difficult things a person can do. Especially when it is not of their own volition. What is even worse is when it is fear that is holding you back. Fear of failing, fear
There are those of us that read e-books, or hardbacks without the dust jacket, because our favorite pickup line is “what are you reading?” There are those of us that keep a dictionary in the top drawer of our nightstand.
A good book will keep you fascinated for days A good bookshop for your whole life An avid reader like her for eternity
The words are watching you. They crescendo as you read along. Pages flip before you get a chance to read that last word. You start out by reading the last sentence of the book. But, you don’t know that. To
I’m going to marry a bookshelf That’s all there is to it A loving thing One that I could spoil with books And it would spoil me back
I know I’ll have found the one When I ask her for her measurements And she replies by giving me the dimensions of her bookcase
I’m a man of few words. That suits me just fine. I read a lot to make up for the quiet. But, it’s always loud in my head. I’d rather find a way to stop my brain from thinking so
I want to spread your fingers, fan them Like pages. 53, 54, 55. I want to read the Words written on the lines that are Engraved into your palms. Cup your Hands, let
I’m telling you this, because you look like a person who makes love to printed words. One that leaves their mark on the yellowed paper. I want you to open your wallet, your purse, or even look in your sock.