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Okay so I’ve been trying to figure out what to write about pretty much ever since that last post, and I couldn’t really make up my mind until I finished reading Perks of Being a Wallflower.

Which, after I spent about 12 hours fangirling and coming down from that I-just-read-an-amazing-book high, left me thinking about how some books are good, and others are life-changing.

So I’ve decided to give you guys a smallish list of books that have profoundly affected my life and the way I look at the world, They’re not in any particular order, nor is this all of them (not even close) just the ones sitting in the front of my brain.

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  1. Perks of Being a Wallflower by Peter Chbosky

I figured since this was the book that started this post it should come first. It was really profound. I fell in love with the characters, the style, and the story from the moment I picked it up. It was just beautiful.

Favorite quotes:

“And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.”

“I would die for you. But I won’t live for you.”

“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”

“We accept the love we think we deserve.”

Also, the poem, and really the whole damn book is quotable, it’s fucking beautiful.

I feel like what I got from this book was to embrace the moments, to be earnest with my feelings and actions, and to love the life I have.

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2. The Picture of Dorian Gray By Oscar Wilde

I’d like to add that this is and has been my favorite book ever since I read it, almost four years ago, and that is an astonishing record for me. I’m a slut for Oscar Wilde and I sincerely wish I could have a conversation with him, you know, if he wasn’t dead. I feel like this book is ridiculously quotable, fun to read, and has real depth under neath the many layers of fabulousness.

Favorite quotes:

“The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.”

“Humanity takes itself too seriously. It is the world’s original sin. If the cave-man had known how to laugh, History would have been different.”

“Experience is merely the name men gave to their mistakes.”

“Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.”

“I am too fond of reading books to care to write them.”

“Some things are more precious because they don’t last long.”

“Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is by far the best ending for one.”

Also, the entire fucking book is just one massive pile of beautiful, charming, horrible, quotes from a beautiful, cynical, miserable, man. It was utterly breathtaking and reminded me that there are more important things than being beautiful, clever, and popular. And that in the end it’s better to be honest with yourself and the people you love.

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3. Hamlet by If I need to tell you, why are you reading this???

Obviously this is a play not a book, but I love it tremendously so it has to be included. People say Shakespeare is hard to read, I feel like its more hard to start reading, and then once you do it’s hard to stop. Also this is my favorite Shakespeare anything.

Favorite Quotes:

“Doubt thou the stars are fire;
Doubt that the sun doth move;
Doubt truth to be a liar;
But never doubt I love.” –also probably my favorite quote of all time.

“This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.”

“There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so.”

“Though this be madness, yet there is method in’t.”

“Listen to many, speak to a few.”

I feel like the romance between Hamlet and Ophelia is only tied between the love of Annabel Lee and the speaker for best romance of all time. Look at that first quote, just look at it, it’s beautiful and sweet and sad and dreamy, pretty much the whole play is. Hamlet served as a reminder to do what I believe is right, and to say what’s on my mind.

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4. Impulse by Ellen Hopkins

I’m also a slut for Ellen Hopkins, her writing style, her stories, they’re always so sad and touching and raw and real. This is one of the first books of hers that I read, and it’s stayed my favorite. Probably because I find it the easiest to identify with, I feel like Vanessa was written for me, and they’re all in a mental hospital.

Favorite Quotes:

“Grandma once told me it’s easy to overthink love, to dissect it and question it until it is no more.”

“One foot in front of the other, counting tiles on the floor so I don’t have to focus the blur of painted smiles, fake faces.” An accurate description of highschool Life.

“It [death] chokes you, gags you, but you have to pretend that you’re doing just fine, not trembling with this fear because the end is close.”

“Too much to take in, too much to purge. Why must every memory, once sweet, dead end in such ugliness?”

This book isn’t happy, it doesn’t have a happy ending, and there’s very little fluff to distract you from how horrible it is. But it was the first book I ever read that had characters who were depressed. It was novel for me to know that there were enough people who felt the way I do everyday that somebody would write a book about them. It also taught me to keep going, that it’s worth it to keep working, and that ending it all solves nothing.

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5. Furiously Happy by Jenny Lawson 

This isn’t a novel or a story like the rest of them, it basically read like a collection of posts from her blog, which I adore, so it was totally awesome. (Only decent Best present my in-laws ever bought me) She alternates between talking about her life as a funny awesome mom person, and coping with severe depression and a host of other mental issues.

Favorite Quotes/Chapters:

“Don’t sabotage yourself. There are plenty of other people willing to do that for free.”

“Don’t make the same mistakes that everyone else makes. Make wonderful mistakes. Make the kind of mistakes that make people so shocked that they have no other choice but to be a little impressed.”

“I AM GOING TO BE FURIOUSLY HAPPY, OUT OF SHEER SPITE.” (How I’ve decided to approach life from here on out.)

“I can’t think of another type of illness where the sufferer is made to feel guilty and question their self-care when their medications need to be changed.”

“Normal is boring. Weird is better. Goats are awesome, but only in small quantities.”

Chapters:

Furiously Happy, Dangerously Sad

Pretend your Good at it

George Washington’s Dildo

An Essay on Parsley, Wasabi, Cream Cheese, and Soup

We’re Better Than Galileo, Because He’s Dead. (specifically the spoon theory)

Well at Least Your Nipples are covered. ( I read this at Josh, I have noticed a slight improvement in compliment sincerity, I feel like this is a magical chapter)

And It Might be Easier, But It Wouldn’t Be Better. (This basically felt like what Josh is always trying to say but can never get out right.)

This book was ridiculously funny, gave me new insight into dealing with my shitload of crazy, and is the only thing I’ve ever read about depression that didn’t make me feel more depressed after I read it. I laughed and cried, out loud, like audibly, like it invoked a physical reaction in me. And it was a beautiful reminder that we’re not alone, we’re not broken, and in some ways, we have the potential to be even more awesome than the normal people. Seriously, if you’ve ever struggled with depression read this, or her blog, either or, both are awesome Cx

Anywhore sorry this is so long, believe it or not I cut a lot out, but these are the stories that touched my soul. They changed the way I view the world, the way I cope with life, the way I look at myself and others. I hope if you read them you feel the same way, or at least find them enjoyable.

 

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The Ultimate Book Tag :D

stealing this from Galit at Coffee n’ Notes (hopefully that link worked somebody tell me if it didn’t!)

I’m doing a tag because the smidge is sick and clingy, but I still wanted to post something. So, awesome fun tag.

1. Do you get sick while reading in the car?

Yes, but it rarely stops me if I have something I want to finish! I usually can get lost in the story enough to not notice until I put it down or spend a few hours on it, but I always end up paying for it later ^.^

2. Which author’s writing style is completely unique to you and why?

Hmmm I really like Ellen Hopkins style with the prose and building images out of paragraphs, so probably that.

3. Harry Potter Series or the Twilight Saga? Give 3 points to defend your answer.

Oh god don’t kill me. Twilight. *cringes* 1st point: I’ve never read Harry Potter. Yup. When I was little I wasn’t allowed to, something about wizards or badmouthing adults? I’m still not sure… And then afterwards I just.. Don’t have much interest. I think there are better things out there and I love peoples faces when I say I’m a nerd, or I like to read, but I haven’t read Harry Potter. They all seem to just completely lose their shit! XD

2. Twilight is just a level of bad that turns funny, I take it as a joke, so it’s funny. And I laugh. Unintentionally funny is still funny.

3…. I don’t really have a 3rd point. I mean, I could say vampires. But twilight doesn’t have any real vampires anyway. Besides Jasper. Who is badass.

4. Do you carry a book bag? If so, what is in it (besides books…)?

Umm Sortof? My diaperbag/purse/it’s actually a backpack usually has a book or two shoved in the bottom. It’s fucking heavy.

5. Do you smell your books?

Does anyone not? Like seriously. It’s 79% of the reason I’m anti-e-readers. Because mmmmmmmmm *feel free to interpret that as either fangirl, or sexual ^.^*

6. Books with or without little illustrations?

I can handle a few, but too many and it starts to feel patronizing. I liked the illustrations in the series of unfortunate events, and the edge chronicles, if that helps illustrate *teehee* where my threshold is.

7. What book did you love while reading but discovered later it wasn’t quality writing?

Redwall. Like any after the first three. *DON’T STAB ME* If you disagree with me look at all of them collectively and tell me they aren’t all exactly the same rehashed plot with the same battley maneuvers and plot devices. Still love them though<3 I seem to remember his Flying Dutchman ones as being better….

8. Do you have any funny stories involving books from your childhood? Please share!

Hmm um maybe when I was ten and tried to read Romeo and Juliet but had to quit because it was too goddamn stupid. (an opinion I still largely maintain. The only way I can enjoy it is by remembering that it’s satire.)

9. What is the thinnest book on your shelf?

The Importance of Being Earnest counts right? If not, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, both of which I loved<3

10. What is the thickest book on your shelf?

I think it’s The Complete Fiction By H. P. Lovecraft 1098 pages. <– I think this might be my answer too! other contenders are the complete works of Shakespeare, Poe, or Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy which is a little thinner but in tiny print.

11. Do you write as well as read? Do you see yourself in the future as being an author?

I’m not really much of a writer, I enjoy it when I do, but I don’t think I’m very good at it. This blog is about as deep into it as I go…. Although when I was about 14 I had some emo poetry that wasn’t completely terrible, and a few that I continue to maintain were goodish.

12. When did you get into reading?

Hmm my mum read to me when I was little, all my best childhood memories are of us reading together. So probably 3 although I was 5 before I sat through an entire chapter book, and started reading thicker books on my own.

13. What is your favorite classic book?

Does it have to be a book, or do plays count? I honestly usually prefer classic plays…. Ummmm The Picture of Dorian Grey, or Dracula. My plays include most things Shakespeare or Wilde, and I’m madly in love with Poe’s The Oval Portrait.

Oh and I liked The Yellow Wallpaper by somebody. It sent shivers down my spine trying to figure out if she was crazy or not! but I’m not sure if that counts as a classic…..

Latest youtubial adventure here (marchish haul and just me acting like a little weirdo.)

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I’m Ready To Admit It. I Have A Problem.

*Sighs* I have a serious problem guys, I may have mentioned it briefly in passing. But I’ve never come close to explaining the depth of this issue. How bad I have it.I…..

I’m an addict. What am I addicted to?

Books.

Yea. It’s pretty awful. Right now I believe the librarian said I have 22 books checked out. (I will point out that I had six in the return bin when she said this so it’s really only 16.) And after I went to the library? I bought two more. Because I can’t help it. I blame my parents.

This might not sound that bad until you realize that I, the 5’2.5″ marshmallow that I am, carried 16 books around the library while pushing an umbrella stroller full of wiggly smidge. No I didn’t have a bag. It was strenuous okay?!?!? *shivers* Now you might be wondering “wtf did you check out?!” Well I got:

The next 7 Iron Fey books. Because I’m in love with Julie Kagawa anything.

After Obsession By Carrie Jones and Steven E. Wedel. Because It sounded kinda cool.

Blue Lily, Lily Blue By Maggie Stiefvater. Because I’m in love with the Raven Cycle.

The Perks of Being A Wallflower By Stephen Chbosky. Because while I would NEVER EVER admit this out loud, I really, really liked the movie. It was adorable.

A Trick Of The Light By Lois Metzger. Because it looked vaguely intriguing and I could still hold a few more books so why not?

Zero by Tom Leveen. Because okay this is really, really stupid…. I wish I looked like the girl on the cover.

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See, definitely a potato. I even made a sign that says so.

The Dollhouse Asylum By Mary Gray, because anything that has dollhouse and asylum in the same sentence, has to be cool. And the broken doll on the cover was kindof awesome.

The Fault In Our Stars, by John Green. Because despite wayyyy too much goddamn hype, I really liked Looking For Alaska, and An Abundance of Katherines is now on my favorite book list. So let’s try the one that the mindless mass of sheepies seem to think is amazing. (And I really liked how the guy died first. No apologizies for spoilers on that one people! I know, I’m so evil!)

Captivate By Carrie Jones. Because I liked the first one (Need) and it’s a cute, mindless, girly book.

and

Purity By Jackson Pearce. Because I will enjoy the irony of reading a book called purity while ignoring the whines of my wedlock-born spawn. Cx

The ones I bought? Were the Death Cure and the Kill Order by James Dashner. Because I’m actually a total fan of the maze runner series. (I liked it before it got popular, just btw. Back when it was all new and underground. ’cause indie hipsters, duh.)

This is the mound:

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So this is where I disappeared to, when I inevitably disappear. Let me know if you want me to review any of these or like rant or whatevers. O.O  I also bought a peppermint mocha while I was at books a million, because the smidge decided to be a shit-demon halfway through my shopping and I didn’t kill her. (I did forget that I was in public and kindof called her Hitler and told her I was going to sell her to evil gypsies…..but you know…..okay yea know excuses I’m a horrible person on that one. I was mostly joking??? *shrugs*) Have you read any of these? are you looking forward to any new books? I want to buy Rumble (Ellen Hopkins) but I’m gunna get that one online because I can’t pay $20 for one hardback book.

So Stuff

Josh is finally home! And that freaking rocks.

But right now I’m kindof bummed. Why, you ask? (You don’t really ask, you don’t really give a shit, you’re probably not even reading this!) Because I’m starting to pack up small stuff around the edges of our room.

It sounds really dumb but I’ve been living in this room for three years now, Josh has been here since Christmas, and The Smidge joined up in March when she got birtheded. And it just got so full of us. We did everything we possibly could to make this space ours. And now I’m slowly taking all of it away, and it feels like I’m packing us and our story up into cardboard boxes. That sucks. Today I took down the smaller paintings and a few(about three shelves worth) of our books. I packed up about twenty or so of our stuffed animals.

All in all these changes are really small, they don’t make a whole lot of difference in the way the room looks. But it feels huge. I mean, you can actually see a corner of the wall now. That’s a big deal in this place.

So I guess I’m just going to go really slow and pace myself. One little bit of our life into a box at a time. But at least this way when we go to move next month there won’t be as much to do. *Sighs* I guess I’m just being overly dramatic.20141021_125038[1]

All the paintings Josh and I did (packed up)

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The wall of notes and pictures are still there for now

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Giant mural that we’ll have to paint over

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More notes to take down and stuff to paint over

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The squalor that ensues when you have two young adults and a baby in the same room.

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The Smidge’s crib that we will have to take apart and rebuild >.<

Anyway it might not be perfect, but it’s ours. And it makes me sad to know that it’s all going to be taken down and painted over and turned normal again. :/

In other tragic news my psychotic hamster died. I will probably write a small obituary post later.

Note To Self…

There is no such thing as “Just one quick chapter!” the same goes for “Just one more chapter!” or any other variation of this phrase. You know this. You also know that you will end up reading the entire night only to crawl into bed at 4:30 and get woken up at 7 by your starving child.

*Sighs*

I can’t be the only one out there with this problem right? I decided right before bed that I would read one quick chapter of the book “Looking For Alaska” by John Green, because if my girlfriend that rarely ever picks up a book raved about it AND the librarian chick liked it, it had to be pretty decent, right?

Holy Shit. I read the entire book. I started at 11 pm and read until 4:27 am. It was awesome. If I wasn’t so in love with The Picture of Dorian Gray and Ellen Hopkins anything this would be my new favorite book. *insert obscene fangirl-ing here*

And this is after I’ve made it a point to avoid anything written by John Green for a while (Nothing at all against him or his writing, which I’m apparently a fan of, I’m just still over-saturated with The Fault In Our Stars, which is omg, like, seriously, so, so, deep *pukes*) maybe I will pick up The Fault book next time I’m in the library…. I’m just so sick of theoretically deep, philosophical, smartical things being cool. It would be great if they actually were, you know, philisophical, but usually it’s just an excuse for “Ye Average Dumb Slut” to pretend she has an IQ, or understands infinity. <— That turned into a rant quickly now didn’t it?

But yes, Holy Fuck. Looking for Alaska was awesome, and funny, and had some points about religion and “The Great Perhaps” but it wasn’t super preachy. I personally loved all of the famous last words. Pudge was the perfect geek Takumi was hysterical. And I thought Alaska was actually pretty relatable. All in all I loved it. And I was not expecting to. So go to the library now. Fly you fool. I need to shut up now, ’cause it’s starting to show that I’m running on approximately 2 1/2 hours of sleep….. I apologize for spelling errors or things phrased oddly. I’m going to go nap while my pint-sized overlord is asleep.