People who read are like cats— we live many lives. Although cats are limited to 9, (sorry kittens) and we who read live a thousand lives. Each life told in the stories we read. We know where they start, how they end up, who they are, what they want, what they despise, all of their fears, what they have done. We know of their family, we know of their friends, we know if they’re an old, lazy POS, or if they are kind, giving, hard-working people. We know everything about them, and learn more as the story goes on, just like we do in our own lives. It’s amazing. We start to connect to the characters, feel what they feel. When they get hurt, rejected, or fired; we feel hurt, rejected, or like we’ve been fired.
That’s why I love that quote by George R.R. Martin that I previously posted. A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. A man who never reads lives just one. Because it is so on point.
When reading a book, I become so invested in every action a character takes, and everything that happens to them. I have read countless books, and every good book draws the same reaction from me. I can’t put the book down, and sometimes, if something tragic happens, or not how I want it to, it brings me to tears. The Fault in Our Stars by John Green is a good book. Definitely one of my top reads. Brought me to tears several times near the end. Not going to spoil anything for you, but if you haven’t read it, you should.
That’s how you know it’s a good book. A good author makes that his/her goal. To pull you in, to make it a I can’t put down this book it’s so good-BOOK. To keep you hooked, to make you feel one with the character. If you feel pain when the character does, if you are sad when the character is, if you rejoice when the character is—then the author has accomplished something very special.
So be a cat.
#CurrentlyRereading : I am the Messenger by Markus Zusak
Love this book, and you will too.
"A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one."-George R.R. Martin
Ever loved someone so much, but the timing was so off?
"You almost feel ashamed that someone could be that important that without them you feel like nothing? No one will ever understand how much it hurts. You feel hopeless, like nothing can save you. And when it’s over and it’s gone, you almost wish you could have all that bad stuff back so you could have the good."
Love. It can make or break us sometimes. True love is so strong that it can literally drive you crazy. Sometimes in that good, head over heels, gitty-kind of way. But as crazy GOOD as it can be, it can also drive you in the opposite direction; the painful, constant hurting, depressing, unable to think-kind of way.
Sometimes even being in a relationship, love can drive us so crazy, we think heartbreak might be less to handle. Not because it’s a bad relationship, but because love literally makes us crazy. It makes us do crazy things that in most cases we won’t even dream of doing. It’s ridiculous. But think about it? You are in a fight with your significant other, for example. How many times do you check your phone or sit and stare at the messages before you get a text back? I know all of you have done it before, so quit shaking your head. Or who will close their phone, not get a message, and unlock it to go see if you just missed it, when clearly your phone hasn’t gone off? Again. Most of you. It doesn’t even have to be in a fight. We do crazy stuff for the people we love. And that one SPECIAL person—we will go tremendous lengths just to make them happy.
If you haven’t ever been in love: just fair warning. You will go crazy.
And it’s terrifying. To truly love someone is to give them the power to destroy you, and trust that they will not.
at the end of the day, it is NOTHING but absolutely worth it.
When you get the chance to love someone, unconditionally, irrevocably, head over heels (or flats), it’s purely amazing.
EVERYONE should get to experience it. Know what it’s like to truly love someone.
No goodbyes, you’ll always be Miss America. We watched you fly but nothing’s free, Miss America.
As you fall apart, we just call it ours.
Was it so hard to breathe?
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