She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for — Joe Hill, NOS4A2
Download Customize

She breathed deeply of the scent of decaying fiction, disintegrating history, and forgotten verse, and she observed for the first time that a room full of books smelled like dessert: a sweet snack made of figs, vanilla, glue, and cleverness.

— Joe Hill, NOS4A2
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
books smell of books

More “Books” Quotes

The worst part of writing is meeting all these great new characters and having no one to talk about (the adventures you — Claudia Bakker
It is imperative that your work habits from school do not make their way into your book writing process. I am talking ab — Gudjon Bergmann, The Author's Blueprint
Never try to keep it professional, keep it smutty, write with bodily fluids on sandpaper, and damn the men with clipboar — Peter Selgin, 179 Ways to Save a Novel: Matters of Vital Concern to Fiction Writers
People who want to write books do so because they feel it to be the easiest thing they can do. They can read and write, — Muriel Spark, Aiding and Abetting
If you are serious, and you want to make a living as an author, then you need to hustle. Period. If you can't make that — Larry Correia
I can't wait to get back to writing today so I can see what happens next Kim Cormack — Kim Cormack
For writers, handing a manuscript off to an editor is like walking into a parole hearing. You’ve done the time but wonde — Shandy L. Kurth
Fate isn't set in stone. Free will can change everything — A.J. Messenger, Guardian
Vincent made his way closer to the group and shuffled his feet while he watched them embrace. Breccan's head remained bu — Madison Thorne Grey, Recompense
You read, move your lips, figure out the words, and it's like you're in two places at the same time: you're sitting or l — Tatyana Tolstaya, The Slynx
By fire, fever, storm and sword, your blood shall suffer this bane. No peace or joy for Wintersloe's lord, till the puzz — Kate Forsyth, The Puzzle Ring
Wherever I go, bookstores are still the closest thing to a town square. — Gloria Steinem, My Life on the Road