#lit gifs

[emotionalwords]

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

The gaps between the sunlight haunts me with your absence .

[fellshish]

what if crowley took a university course on literature and suprise! the book they're discussing is good omens?

if that sounds interesting to you please read my fic 'Lit' via this link

huge thank you to @crawley-fell for the beta'ing AND for making the above, supremely awesome gif!

[shirleyjacksonism]

"You love each other, you do, and there's the tragedy: it's not enough."

Claudia + Louis

"Deathless", Catherynne M. Valente / "On Fire", Beau Taplin / I Know, Fiona Apple / "Questions About the Father", Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers / "Initial Meeting", N.M. Sanchez / "The Pale King", David Foster Wallas / Die Your Daughter, Susannah Joffe

[reputayswift]

VASILISA PETROVNA was an ugly little girl: skinny as a reed-stem with long-fingered hands and enormous feet. Her eyes and mouth were too big for the rest of her. Olga called her frog, and thought nothing of it. But the child’s eyes were the color of the forest during a summer thunderstorm, and her wide mouth was sweet. She could be sensible when she wished—and clever—so much so that her family looked at each other, bewildered, each time she abandoned sense and took yet another madcap idea into her head. In truth, VASYA was still awkward, but she had begun growing into her face. The bones were still rough-hewn and overlarge, her mouth still too wide and full-lipped for the rest of her. But she was compelling: the moods passed like clouds over the clear green water of her gaze, and something about her movements, the line of her neck and braided hair, caught the eye and held it. When the light struck her black hair it did not gleam bronze as Marina’s had, but dark red, like garnets caught in the silky strands. (x,x)

[words-at-night]

[shisasan]

[peletiersdixon]

Violet telling her personal “secret” to her squad mates: “I’m in love with Xaden.”

Rhiannon, Ridoc, and Sawyer:

[galina]

Just finished: The Amendments, Niamh Mulvey. I was sent an advance review copy by picador. It took me a while to warm up to this one, but in the end I really enjoyed the way Mulvey delivers complex difficult emotions using straightforward language, not wallowing in grief but also not flinching away from some of the hardest conversations around birth, death and religion. And I do have a soft spot for Irish writers, and multi-generational stories

[willowgarlands]

Grief is the ghost of love...

"Most times, a ghost is a wish."

""I loved you completely, and you loved me the same," she said, "that's all." And this was the point I wanted the most to make. That at the end of our life, if we can say this about each other, the rest doesn't matter. It’s the love that stays."

“I'm in the hallway again, I'm in the hallway. The radio's playing my favorite song. Leave the lights on. Keep talking. I'll keep walking toward the sound of your voice."

"you can’t take loved away. time and death and mistakes take people from you, but nothing and no one can take back that love... everything changes irreversibly with every second that passes, but nothing and no one can change the fact that i was loved and i loved back... you can’t take it away from me. i was loved. i was loved."

"At the root of every ghost, a yearning. A tug, in which a living person reaches so fervently toward something absent, that the absence becomes bodied. As anyone who has known loss understands full well, lack is not in fact, an absence at all. It is a presence. A person we love dies, or leaves, or changes, and a gap forms. It takes on their shape. Mimics their movement. Echoes their voice like a mockingbird. We feel this gap take up space, filling every place our lost one once was, and now isn’t. It reflects in mirrors. Flickers in candle flames. A phantom."

The Amazing Devil, Inkpot Gods//Jamie Anderson//Haunting of Hill House//twitter user @tothedeaths//Lang Leav, Memories//@boymartyr//Mike Flanagan//Xie Lei, Blow//Valeria Luiselli, Faces in the Crowd (tr. Christina MacSweeney)//Haunting of Hill House//Richard Silken, You Are Jeff//Henri Nouwen//Spiritfarer//@boymiffy & @petrichara//Amanda Lovelace, to drink coffee with a ghost//Max LL, What You Leave Behind//@nickyandmikey//The Newton Brothers//@wifegideonnav//Shannon Barry//GennaRose Nethercott, “A Ghost Is a Memory.” On Bodies, Belief, and the Places Ghost Stories Live

[emotionalwords]

[cascadeoceanwave]

@pscentral​ event 20: antagonists -> marisa coulter you have never from your earliest years shown a shred of compassion or sympathy or kindness without calculating how it would return to your advantage

[burningvelvet]

The first edition copy of Frankenstein given to Lord Byron by Mary Shelley (handled here by Adam Douglas, the Senior Rare Book Specialist at Peter Harrington's antiquarian book shop).

Mary personally inscribed the novel to Byron without her name because the novel was published anonymously. Percy Shelley writes of the copy in an 1818 letter to Byron: "You will receive your packets of books. Hunt sends you one he has lately published; and I am commissioned by an old friend of yours to convey 'Frankenstein' to you, and to request that if you conjecture the name of the author, that you will regard it as a secret. In fact, it is Mrs. S.'s. It has met with considerable success in England; but she bids me say, 'That she would regard your approbation as a more flattering testimony of its merit.'"

Byron brought this copy with him when he moved to Greece years later. It was found among his things when he died.

[azulispector]

the father wound

succession // amanda grace // ? // ? // get gone by fiona apple // jasmine r. // succession // windowsill by arcade fire // ?

[swiftiereaders]

Life doesn't stop for anybody