Windblown Pages


"Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised or a little mistaken."—from Emma by Jane Austen

When you read a book, the neurons in your brain fire overtime, deciding what the characters are wearing, how they’re standing, and what it feels like the first time they kiss. No one shows you. The words make suggestions. Your brain paints the pictures.

 Meg Rosoff 

(Source: abookblog)


I treated myself to some of the new Austen editions from Vintage Classics. They are quite small which I like!

My love affair with the Penguin English Library continues unabated.

This is a book about Druids and King Arthur and Anglo Saxon sorcerers and English history and what I’m trying to say is did Philip Carr-Gomm and Richard Heygate write a book especially for me?  That’s so nice thanks!!

From that time on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends. Books became her friends and there was one for every mood. There was poetry for quiet companionship. There was adventure when she tired of quiet hours. There would be love stories when she came into adolescence and when she wanted to feel a closeness to someone she could read a biography. On that day when she first knew she could read, she made a vow to read one book a day as long as she lived.

Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

(Source: bookporn)

Books filled with privat letters.