Eye of the soul

And we have snow. It's not much, but the air smells of cold. You can feel the Christmas spirit. I can't wait to bake gingerbread cookies and decorate our tiny Xmas tree.

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I was perpetually grief-stricken when I finished a book, and would slide down from my sitting position on the bed, put my cheek on the pillow and sigh for a long time. It seemed there would never be another book. It was all over, the book was dead. It lay in its bent cover by my hand. What was the use? Why bother dragging the weight of my small body down to dinner? Why move? Why breathe? The book had left me, and there was no reason to go on.

Marya Hornbacher  

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I guess that’s the beauty of books. When they finish they don’t really finish.

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4:30 Thankful (by MamaOwlPhoto)

There’s no such thing as reading too much.

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How Books are Made

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i’ll just read a book instead (by ieatcake)

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BOOK SCENTS. If I could bottle all the scents of books—the new smell and the I-kept-this-book-for-years smell—I would. Book-smelling is one of my quirks, and I consider the scent as my own version of marijuana. ;)

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Does anybody ever fall in love with characters in books besides me? I wish real people were like people in books. 

Habits of a Reader

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Always. (get it?) :D

All good and true book-lovers practice the pleasing and improving avocation of reading in bed … No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.

Eugene Field (The Love Affairs of a Bibliomaniac)

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