Fantasy remains a human right.

favorite book series: percy jackson & the olympians by rick riordan

decl:

pensieveinpanem:

oH MY GOD I JUST FOUND THIS IN MY SECONDHAND COPY OF A STORM OF SWORDS????

Heed the warning!

allinye:

Books that own my soul → The Harry Potter Series by J.K. Rowling

We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided. Lord Voldemort’s gift for spreading discord and enmity is very great. We can fight it only by showing an equally strong bond of friendship and trust. Differences of habit and language are nothing at all if our aims are identical and our hearts are open.

aryadrotningu:

An Infinite List of Amazing Books: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer

‘That’s what I love about reading: one tiny thing will interest you in a book, and that tiny thing will lead you onto another book, and another bit there will lead you onto a third book. It’s geometrically progressive—all with no end in sight, and for no other reason than sheer enjoyment.’

aryadrotningu:

An Infinite List of Amazing Books: The Divergent Series by Veronica Roth

“Becoming fearless isn’t the point. That’s impossible. It’s learning how to control your fear, and how to be free from it.” 

sugarblaine:

an endless list of perfect books
↳To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee

“Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corncribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.”

“Do not read, as children do, to amuse yourself, or like the ambitious, for the purpose of instruction. No, read in order to live.” -Gustave Flaubert [x]

"Poor Bilbo couldn’t bear it any longer. At may never return he began to feel a shriek coming up inside, and very soon it burst out like the whistle of an engine coming out of a tunnel. All the dwarves sprang up, knocking over the table. Gandalf struck a blue light on the end of his magic staff, and in its firework glare the poor little hobbit could be seen kneeling on the hearth-rug, shaking like a jelly that was melting. Then he fell flat on the floor, and kept on calling out “struck by lightning, struck by lightning!” over and over again; and that was all they could get out of him for a long time."

 

Things to love: Books.