“I can't even tell someone to have a good day without sounding like I secretly wish they'd die.”
― These Hollow Vows
― These Hollow Vows
“That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain.”
―
―
“Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!”
―
We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!”
―
“We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.”
― Crime and Punishment
― Crime and Punishment
“Today, I slept in until 10,
Cleaned every dish I own,
Fought with the bank,
Took care of paperwork.
You and I might have different definitions of adulthood.
I don’t work for salary, I didn’t graduate from college,
But I don’t speak for others anymore,
And I don’t regret anything I can’t genuinely apologize for.
And my mother is proud of me.
I burnt down a house of depression,
I painted over murals of greyscale,
And it was hard to rewrite my life into one I wanted to live
But today, I want to live.
I didn’t salivate over sharp knives,
Or envy the boy who tossed himself off the Brooklyn bridge.
I just cleaned my bathroom,
did the laundry,
called my brother.
Told him, “it was a good day.”
―
Cleaned every dish I own,
Fought with the bank,
Took care of paperwork.
You and I might have different definitions of adulthood.
I don’t work for salary, I didn’t graduate from college,
But I don’t speak for others anymore,
And I don’t regret anything I can’t genuinely apologize for.
And my mother is proud of me.
I burnt down a house of depression,
I painted over murals of greyscale,
And it was hard to rewrite my life into one I wanted to live
But today, I want to live.
I didn’t salivate over sharp knives,
Or envy the boy who tossed himself off the Brooklyn bridge.
I just cleaned my bathroom,
did the laundry,
called my brother.
Told him, “it was a good day.”
―
Goodreads Qatar
— 199 members
— last activity Nov 29, 2025 08:49AM
A book club for readers in Qatar.
The book you like most
— 49786 members
— last activity 4 minutes ago
This group (ranked in the TOP 100 most popular groups on Goodreads) is dedicated to the "Vision and Story" project. Additionally, the group THE BOOK ...more
Beta Reader Group
— 29882 members
— last activity 14 minutes ago
A place to connect writers with beta readers. Sometimes writers get so involved in the plot they can't see the wood for the trees. Hang on a sec'--th ...more
Paging All Bookworms!
— 275 members
— last activity 5 hours, 2 min ago
This group is for enthusiastic people seeking a different type of reading challenge. Rather than tallying how many books you read, keep track of what ...more
Maha’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Maha’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
More friends…
Favorite Genres
Polls voted on by Maha
Lists liked by Maha
























































