Chloe Williams

Add friend
Sign in to Goodreads to learn more about Chloe.

https://www.goodreads.com/chloejwilliams

Goodnight Tokyo
Chloe Williams is currently reading
bookshelves: currently-reading
Rate this book
Clear rating

progress: 
 
  (page 13 of 175)
Oct 17, 2024 06:42AM

 
The Master and Ma...
Rate this book
Clear rating

progress: 
 
  (page 10 of 402)
Oct 10, 2025 09:53AM

 
Notes from a Summ...
Rate this book
Clear rating

progress: 
 
  (page 22 of 304)
Apr 13, 2025 05:50PM

 
Loading...
John Steinbeck
“[Cannery Row's] inhabitants are, as the man once said, 'whores, pimps, gamblers, and sons of bitches,' by which he meant everybody. Had the man looked through another peephole he might have said, 'saints and angels and martyrs and holy men,' and he would have meant the same thing.”
John Steinbeck, Cannery Row

John Steinbeck
“I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept around the clock or missed two nights of sleeping, worked too hard and too long in glory, or slobbed for a time in utter laziness. I've lifted, pulled, chopped, climbed, made love with joy and taken my hangovers as a consequence, not as a punishment.”
John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America

Walt Whitman
“I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

32. I think I could turn and live with animals, they're so placid and self-contained,
I stand and look at them and long.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition.
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins.
They do not make me sick discussiong their duty to God,
Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things,
Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the earth.

52. The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and loitering.

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,
I sound my barbaric YAWP over the roofs of the world.”
Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

Kenneth Grahame
“But Mole stood still a moment, held in thought. As one wakened suddenly from a beautiful dream, who struggles to recall it, but can recapture nothing but a dim sense of the beauty in it, the beauty! Till that, too, fades away in its turn, and the dreamer bitterly accepts the hard, cold waking and all its penalties.”
Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

Ernest Hemingway
“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”
Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

year in books
tyra
107 books | 519 friends

amandaV
143 books | 5 friends

leni
819 books | 22 friends

Julie A...
1,186 books | 43 friends

henar
427 books | 34 friends

Tabita ...
146 books | 13 friends

Karolína
1,522 books | 77 friends

Asel
2,723 books | 713 friends

More friends…



Polls voted on by Chloe

Lists liked by Chloe