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“To the sea, to the sea! The white gulls are crying,
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling,
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that have gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressea, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people forever!”
― The Lord of the Rings
The wind is blowing, and the white foam is flying.
West, west away, the round sun is falling,
Grey ship, grey ship, do you hear them calling,
The voices of my people that have gone before me?
I will leave, I will leave the woods that bore me;
For our days are ending and our years failing.
I will pass the wide waters lonely sailing.
Long are the waves on the Last Shore falling,
Sweet are the voices in the Lost Isle calling,
In Eressea, in Elvenhome that no man can discover,
Where the leaves fall not: land of my people forever!”
― The Lord of the Rings
“I can understand companionship. I can understand bought sex in the afternoon. I cannot understand the love affair.”
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“We need to make books cool again. If you go home with somebody and they don't have books, don't fuck them.”
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“Collect books, even if you don't plan on reading them right away. Nothing is more important than an unread library.”
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“The impulse to write things down is a peculiarly compulsive one, inexplicable to those who do not share it, useful only accidentally, only secondarily, in the way that any compulsion tries to justify itself. I suppose that it begins or does not begin in the cradle. Although I have felt compelled to write things down since I was five years old, I doubt that my daughter ever will, for she is a singularly blessed and accepting child, delighted with life exactly as life presents itself to her, unafraid to go to sleep and unafraid to wake up. Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss.”
― Slouching Towards Bethlehem
― Slouching Towards Bethlehem
Nathalie’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Nathalie’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
1,640 books
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31 friends
1,038 books
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71 friends
451 books
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53 friends
101 books
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48 friends
268 books
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118 friends
1 book
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26 friends
2 books
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87 friends
220 books
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34 friends
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Favorite Genres
Art, Biography, Classics, Contemporary, Fiction, Graphic novels, Music, Paranormal, Philosophy, Poetry, Psychology, Thriller, and Travel
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