ًruv
https://www.goodreads.com/ellieleaks
ًruv
is currently reading
progress:
(page 23 of 320)
"reading to get ready for the exam tomorrow. life is full of wonders
''sometimes we need to throw caution to the winds, set all other stories aside, and write our own instead.'' we're always still writing pages!!!" — Jan 11, 2026 08:42AM
"reading to get ready for the exam tomorrow. life is full of wonders
''sometimes we need to throw caution to the winds, set all other stories aside, and write our own instead.'' we're always still writing pages!!!" — Jan 11, 2026 08:42AM
progress:
(page 60 of 732)
""What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid. I can never read all the books I want; never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones, and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited." girl you and me BOTH!!!!!" — Feb 20, 2024 01:52AM
""What is my life for and what am I going to do with it? I don't know and I'm afraid. I can never read all the books I want; never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones, and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited." girl you and me BOTH!!!!!" — Feb 20, 2024 01:52AM
“A place belongs forever to whoever claims it hardest, remembers it most obsessively, wrenches it from itself, shapes it, renders it, loves it so radically that he remakes it in his own image.”
―
―
“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”
― Jane Eyre
― Jane Eyre
“My library is an archive of longings.”
― As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980
― As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980
“When you are in the middle of a story it isn't a story at all, but only a confusion; a dark roaring, a blindness, a wreckage of shattered glass and splintered wood; like a house in a whirlwind, or else a boat crushed by the icebergs or swept over the rapids, and all aboard powerless to stop it. It's only afterwards that it becomes anything like a story at all. When you are telling it, to yourself or to someone else.”
― Alias Grace
― Alias Grace
“I wish I were a girl again, half savage and hardy, and free... Why am I so changed? I'm sure I should be myself were I once among the heather on those hills.”
― Wuthering Heights: Includes eBook, Library Edition
― Wuthering Heights: Includes eBook, Library Edition
ًruv’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at ًruv’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
More friends…
Favorite Genres
Polls voted on by ًruv
Lists liked by ًruv

























