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I believe in books

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I made a walk to my favourite library today, because I was feeling sad. I told you about it before, it’s a wonderful place where they sell books and movies nobody has heard about and tea.
I was searching for Never let me go. I didn’t find it. I have it on PDF, but I like reading books, better. Reading on your phone or iPad is different. You’re not so involved anymore.
I like to spend time there. It’s peaceful and there’s nice music playing in the background, and nobody bothers you. And I kept thinking, we speak of this world so much, name it hopeless. The pessimists. But how can we not believe in a world where books are still so powerful? Think that right now, some kid is writing his next novel. Stories are being created, words are being put down on white. This is not a hopeless or forgotten world. Because if there’s one thing I believe in, that’s books. And literature. You have as many lives, as books you read. Maybe the readers will slowly go extinct, but I doubt it. The power of the written word is as strong as ever and no force on this earth can corrupt it.

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My relationship with libraries

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Hello, lovelies, how’s your weekend so far? I have just been to the cinema with mom ( we watched Playing for Keeps. Basically it’s worth watching for Gerard Butler. ).

So, anyways, on our way back we stopped to my favourite library. I have a serious relationship with books, okay? I am in love with books and I would love to live in a library. I love watching books, reading books and buying books that I have no time to read because I have other books to read.
As I was searching for Proust and Stendhal I couldn’t help but hear a discussion between two girls next to me.

Now, whenever I am in a library, I am torn between the warm feel I get at seeing so many books, and the stupid people I hear talking. Those conversation are sometime so stupid they make me laugh, although my heart is slowly dying inside.
So here’s what I heard:

Heyy, gurl I keep seeing this novel, this umm.. Madame Bovary thing or something?

Oh, yeah. Heard it’s famous, I don’t know. Never read it.

Yeah, me neither. I bet it’s bad.

Of course, since no one has heard of it.

Ummm…what??

I fought a serious urge not to go and make a scene. But be proud of me: I could stand still.

Any stories about stupid people, that know nothing about anything? Please share and make me feel better.

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Is this the real life?

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The library of books opened up in front of me. The shelves were huge, up to the ceiling, thousands of books were awaiting me. A lifetime of dreaming and fantasizing, a library of worlds. Nothing could ever be more appealing to me. The smell of old pages was fascinating and enchanting, the secrets each of the books were hiding were empowering. I had never felt like that ever in my life before. The world was mine.I had been given the key to eternal happiness, the key to everyones dreams. Life could never be boring again. I was just staying in front of millions of friends I was going to meet, destinies going to be crushed and lovers going to be reunited. I was… Amazed. Suddenly I realized I was afraid. Afraid of losing such a huge treasure, afraid it would suddenly dissapear, afraid of the real world. And my fear was justified. The infinity of books were fading away, disappearing into nowhere. The pain was crushing me. Someone was stealing everything away from me. It was morning. The dream was gone, my real life interrupted my paradise.

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