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Librera’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Librera’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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Marina Alonso
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"Uno de mis clásicos favoritos. Lo amo. Y si además conoces la historia de Jane Austen y lees este libro con la banda sonora de la adaptación cinematográfica de 2005… sin palabras."
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January embers. My heart burns there, too. His poem still sits in my notebook and moves me every time I read it. The character development in IT is phenomenal, though many may find subjective flaws in the work. I can see why th" Read more of this review » |
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“We sit and talk,
quietly, with long lapses of silence
and I am aware of the stream
that has no language, coursing
beneath the quiet heaven of
your eyes
which has no speech”
― Paterson
quietly, with long lapses of silence
and I am aware of the stream
that has no language, coursing
beneath the quiet heaven of
your eyes
which has no speech”
― Paterson
“Nolite te bastardes carborundorum. Don't let the bastards grind you down.”
― The Handmaid’s Tale
― The Handmaid’s Tale
“may my heart always be open to little
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old
may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it's sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young
and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there's never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile”
― E.E. Cummings: Complete Poems 1904-1962
birds who are the secrets of living
whatever they sing is better than to know
and if men should not hear them men are old
may my mind stroll about hungry
and fearless and thirsty and supple
and even if it's sunday may i be wrong
for whenever men are right they are not young
and may myself do nothing usefully
and love yourself so more than truly
there's never been quite such a fool who could fail
pulling all the sky over him with one smile”
― E.E. Cummings: Complete Poems 1904-1962
“In his forty-third year William Stoner learned what others, much younger, had learned before him: that the person one loves at first is not the person one loves at last, and that love is not an end but a process through which one person attempts to know another.”
― Stoner
― Stoner
“love is a joint experience between two persons—but the fact that it is a joint experience does not mean that it is a similar experience to the two people involved. There are the lover and the beloved, but these two come from different countries. Often the beloved is only a stimulus for all the stored-up love which has lain quiet within the lover for a long time hitherto. And somehow every lover knows this. He feels in his soul that his love is a solitary thing. He comes to know a new, strange loneliness and it is this knowledge which makes him suffer.”
― The Ballad of the Sad Café and Other Stories
― The Ballad of the Sad Café and Other Stories
