Sign in with Facebook
“For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others... and this self having shed its attachments was free for the strangest adventures.”
― To the Lighthouse
― To the Lighthouse
“The air was soft, the stars so fine, the promise of every cobbled alley so great, that I thought I was in a dream.”
― On the Road: The Original Scroll
― On the Road: The Original Scroll
Movies We've Just Watched
— 2592 members
— last activity 12 hours, 25 min ago
A chance in quick form to give your recent impressions of a movie you just watched--on the big screen or on dvd. Good or bad; life-changing or just si ...more
Bram’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Bram’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
1,419 books
|
12 friends
1 book
|
142 friends
136 books
|
40 friends
0 books
|
85 friends
Polls voted on by Bram
Lists liked by Bram
