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Marcia Lima
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“And for all I know he is sitting there still, under his favorite cork tree, smelling the flowers just quietly”
― The Story of Ferdinand
― The Story of Ferdinand
“It’s all over everywhere. I don’t know what I could call it. It’s like I can’t get enough outside it to call it anything. It’s like horror more than sadness. It’s more like horror. It’s like something horrible is about to happen, the most horrible thing you can imagine — no, worse than you can imagine because there’s the feeling that there’s something you have to do right away to stop it but you don’t know what it is you have to do, and then it’s happening, too, the whole horrible time, it’s about to happen and also it’s happening, all at the same time.’
I fear this feeling more than I fear anything, man. More than pain, or my mom dying, or environmental toxicity. Anything.”
― Infinite Jest
I fear this feeling more than I fear anything, man. More than pain, or my mom dying, or environmental toxicity. Anything.”
― Infinite Jest
“Sometimes, when I don't think about it, I think I have just totally escaped the Bad Thing, and that I am going to be able to lead a Normal and Productive Life as a lawyer or something here on planet Trillaphon, once I get so I can read again.
(...) Being far away sort of helps with respect to the Bad Thing. Except that is just highly silly when you think about what I said before concerning the fact that the Bad Thing is really”
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(...) Being far away sort of helps with respect to the Bad Thing. Except that is just highly silly when you think about what I said before concerning the fact that the Bad Thing is really”
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“She cried for herself, she cried because she was afraid that she herself might die in the night, because she was alone in the world, because her desperate and empty life was not an overture but an ending, and through it all she could see was the rough, brutal shape of a coffin.”
― The Stories of John Cheever (Pulitzer Prize Winner)
― The Stories of John Cheever (Pulitzer Prize Winner)
“I sometimes have moments of such despair, such despair … Because in those moments I start to think that I will never be capable of beginning to live a real life; because I have already begun to think that I have lost all sense of proportion, all sense of the real and the actual; because, what is more, I have cursed myself; because my nights of fantasy are followed by hideous moments of sobering! And all the time one hears the human crowd swirling and thundering around one in the whirlwind of life, one hears, one sees how people live—that they live in reality, that for them life is not something forbidden, that their lives are not scattered for the winds like dreams or visions but are forever in the process of renewal, forever young, and that no two moments in them are ever the same; while how dreary and monotonous to the point of being vulgar is timorous fantasy, the slave of shadow, of the idea...”
― White Nights
― White Nights
Marcia’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Marcia’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
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85 friends
1,371 books
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96 friends
375 books
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345 friends
153 books
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332 friends
387 books
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269 friends
295 books
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134 friends
743 books
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1,961 friends
136 books
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114 friends
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