*goes On Urban Dictionary To Look Up The Slang Words Everyone Uses*

Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923

it's the fantastic drowse, of the afternoon sundays.

Teatro La Fenice, Venice Italy

I firmly believe that there’s a “right” time to read a certain book. It’s okay if you’re interested in a book and it sits on your shelf for years. Maybe it didn’t call out to you when you wanted something to read because it was waiting for the right time to mean the most to you. Not saying this is always the case, but this has happened enough to recognize the magic.

One of the best coffee places I’ve ever been to.

seduce me with your book collection

to be written in ink is to become immortal.

eira s. → etched into history (via ardentleys)

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.‘

Anais Nin (via wnq-writers)