I wandered through the stacks, running my hands along the spines of the books on the shelves, they reminded me of cultured or opinionated guests at a wonderful party, whispering to each other.
Janet Fitch, White Oleander (via bookoasis)
Someday, I vow I will take the time to read this book. I already know that I will love it. I just need the damned time to cooperate so as to support my passions adequately!
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