Léa

Sign in to Goodreads to learn more about Léa.

https://linktr.ee/loverofpages
https://www.goodreads.com/loverofpages

Good Spirits
Léa is currently reading
by B.K. Borison (Goodreads Author)
Rate this book
Clear rating

 
Loading...
Rainer Maria Rilke
“For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror
which we are barely able to endure, and it amazes us so,
because it serenely disdains to destroy us.
Every angel is terrible.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Duino Elegies

Donna Tartt
“It is is better to know one book intimately than a hundred superficially.”
Donna Tartt, The Secret History

Donna Tartt
“Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”
Donna Tartt, The Secret History

Rainer Maria Rilke
“We have no reason to mistrust our world, for it is not against us. Has it terrors, they are our terrors; has it abysses, those abysses belong to us; are dangers at hand, we must try to love them. And if we could only arrange our life according to that principle which counsels us that we must always hold to the difficult, then that which now seems to us the most alien will become what we most trust and find most faithful. How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.

So you must not be frightened if a sadness rises up before you larger than any you have ever seen; if a restiveness, like light and cloud shadows, passes over your hands and over all you do. You must think that something is happening with you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; it will not let you fall. Why do you want to shut out of your life any uneasiness, any miseries, or any depressions? For after all, you do not know what work these conditions are doing inside you.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

Clarice Lispector
“Where does music go when it’s not playing?—she asked herself. And disarmed she would answer: May they make a harp out of my nerves when I die.”
Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart
tags: music

862965 Books With Friends — 1100 members — last activity Dec 09, 2021 05:32AM
📖✨A monthly YA book club hosted by Books With Chloe and Common Spence!
1065386 Literally Dead Book Club — 16514 members — last activity Oct 28, 2025 02:19PM
A mostly monthly book club (February-November) focused on thriller/mystery/horror hosted by BooksandLala and a rotating set of wonderful co-hosts! li ...more
year in books
Lala Bo...
3,012 books | 2,526 friends

emily
1,777 books | 175 friends

Jessica C
1,168 books | 102 friends

Andrew ...
435 books | 1,536 friends

Steph
336 books | 59 friends

Jo :) B...
367 books | 26 friends

ellie
2,154 books | 72 friends

Jess✨
1,551 books | 1,104 friends

More friends…



Polls voted on by Léa

Lists liked by Léa