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neverendings bookmarks & notecards

Using some of my favourite quotes from books I have read recently, I have designed a range of bookish bookmarks & notecards.  Click the pic for all available options!

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this book will change your mind

“Empathy is hard-wired into our brains. We experience just by watching others’ experiences. We tell stories to stimulate the mirror neurons. We watch a film and become the characters, we read someone’s story and for the time we’re in it, the connections within our own brains actually reshape, beginning to mirror the connections in the chacter’s brain.

“So this book, like every story you’ve ever read, heard or watched, will alter the shape of your brain. Whatever you think, this book is guaranteed to change your mind.”

from How to Forget by Marius Brill

reading your book

And you’re a reader – clearly – here you are reading your book, which is what it was made for.  It loves when you look, wakes when you look, and then it listens and it speaks. It was built to welcome your attention and reciprocate with this: the sound it lifts inside you. It gives you the signs for the shapes of the names of the thoughts in your mouth and in your mind and this is where they sing, here at the point where you both meet.

from The Blue Book by A. L. Kennedy

Book Hangover

a paragraph is not so different from a paddock

“A paragraph is not so different from a paddock – similar shape, similar function.  …  
A paragraph is supposed to fence off wandering thoughts.”

from Eucalyptus by Murray Bail

stories take root

“What is frail falls away; stories that take root become like things, misshapen things with an illogical core, which pass through many hands without wearing out or falling to pieces, remaining in essence the same, adjusting here and there at the edges, nothing more, as families or forests reproduce ever-changing appearances of themselves; the geology of fable. In Alexandria, eucalypts were grown in front of houses to ward off evil spirits, including fatal diseases.”

from Eucalyptus by Murray Bail

a man of words

“A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds,
And when the weeds begin to grow
It’s like a garden full of snow,
And when the snow begins to fly
It’s like an eagle in the sky,
And when the sky begins to roar
It’s like a lion at your door,
And when the door begins to crack
It’s like a stick across your back,
And when your back begins to smart
It’s like a whip across your heart,
And when your heart begins to fail
It’s like a ship without a sail,
And when the sail begins to sink
It’s like a bottle full of ink,
And when the ink begins to write
It makes the paper black and white.”

from In a Dark Wood by Amanda Craig

out of these fumes

“In the deepest heart of England there is a place where everything is at fault. That is to say that the land rests upon a fault; and there, ancient rocks are sent hurtling from the deep to the surface of the earth with such force that they break free like oceanic waves, or like monstrous sea-creatures coming up for air. Some say that the land still has to settle and that it continues to roil and breathe fumes, and that out of these fumes pour stories. Others are confident that the old volcanoes are long dead, and that all its tales are told.

Of course, everything depends on who is telling the story. It always does.”

from Some Kind of Fairy Tale by Graham Joyce

the story I make

This is my memory, my own story with pale eyes.  It is simple to tell, the story made for me, the story I make in turn to pass on. Nothing in these pages is lost in sleep, or in a bandage of pain. It is lived out in words and spaces between the lines that are like breath, a life formed as one word comes up behind the other, joins sentences that curve and change and turn back to face me on the page.

from The Keepsake by Kirsty Gunn

a story stands in

“A story stands in for everything that cannot be explained and, though there are many stories, there’s really only one and we can tell the difference because the many stories have a beginning and an end, but the one story doesn’t work like that.  Ryvold used to say that stories are really about time.  They tell us that once, in a place that existed before we were born, something occurred – and we like to hear about that, because we know already that the story is over.  We know that we are living in the happily ever after, which means that nothing will happen again – and this is the key to a happy life.  To live in the ever after of the present moment: no past, no future.”

from A Summer of Drowning by John Burnside