Faites des etincelles

A bibliophile, aspiring fashion writer, & closet wallflower, Roselle reblogs words and photos she strongly identifies with and likes. She occasionally reviews freshly read books and blogs the most mundane experiences.
Radiating bubbliness since 1991

Be a loner. That gives you time to wonder, to search for the truth. Have holy curiosity. Make your life worth living.

—Albert Einstein

(Source: psych-facts, via literatureismyutopia)

thesilentpages:

taherehmafi:

ransom and i got married several months ago in an intimate ceremony, but recently had a larger reception for more family and friends, and it was a blast! as we’re both writers, it seemed fitting to have the event at one of our favorite bookstores: the last bookstore in downtown LA. we’ve had a lot of requests for photos, so i thought i’d drop a few here. hope you enjoy them as much as we do! 

:::for the especially curious:::

my bouquet: was made from the pages of ransom’s novel (miss peregrine’s home for peculiar children).

our photographers: brandon + katrina of brandon wong photography.

venue: the last bookstore in downtown los angeles.

catering: the extremely fabulous heirloomla.

flowers: from floral art!

rentals: furniture from found rentals, dishes from dishwish!

the band: one of our favorite local indie bands, the gallery.

hugs and books!

xx

tahereh

WRITER WEDDINGS. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Oh.my.word. 

I am seriously considering getting married in a bookstore!

(via noseinabook)

I know exactly what I would do with immortality: I would read every book in the library.

—Mark Jason Dominus (via bibliophilebunny)

(via booklover)

In books I have traveled, not only to other worlds, but into my own. I learned who I was and who I wanted to be, what I might aspire to, and what I might dare to dream about my world and myself. More powerfully and persuasively than from the “shalt nots” of the Ten Commandments, I learned the difference between good and evil, right and wrong. A Wrinkle in Time described that evil, that wrong, existing in a different dimension from our own. But I felt that I, too, existed much of the time in a different dimension from everyone else I knew. There was waking, and there was sleeping. And then there were books, a kind of parallel universe in which anything might happen and frequently did, a universe in which I might be a newcomer but was never really a stranger. My real, true world. My perfect island.

—Anna Quindlen, How Reading Changed My Life (via bibliophilefiles)

(via literatureismyutopia)

Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones, in the right order, you can nudge the world a little

—Tom Stoppard