these are the posts tagged ‘books’:

the other ana campos

that time we went to granada and i found out someone with my name has been busy writing children books…

i really wish i had saved this card to send them! what have your namesakes been up to?

journeys are the midwives of thought

“Journeys are the midwives of thought. Few places are more conducive to internal conversations than moving planes, ships or trains. There is an almost quaint correlation between what is before our eyes and the thoughts we are able to have in our heads: large thoughts at times requiring large views, and new thoughts, new places. Introspective reflections that might otherwise be liable to stall are helped along by the flow of the landscape.”

a quote that stayed with me from the art of travel, by alain de botton.

walking on history, VIII: maulbronn’s monastery


hesse and kepler stepped on these same stones on their way to class on maulbronn’s monastery (which used to be home to a seminary). it’s a striking place — from the vaulted ceilings to the tombstones that lay on the cloister’s floors.

previously on this series.

13 books left… help!

it’s a month till the deadline of my 101 things in 1001 days list expires. some things (volcanos? autocaravans?) are beyond hope… but there might still be just enough time for others – like the books i wanted to read.

i know… 50 books in 3 years is a pretty laughable goal… and yet i struggle. the reason i have trouble reaching it? fan fiction. why must the internet be filled with talented writers, who put my favourite characters in tons of fascinating situations?!

so i’m reaching out to you and asking for suggestions. which books should i read this month? i need quick, entertaining reads to drag me away from this fan fiction’s addiction… bonus points if they feature food or stationery-related themes! :D

the nasty bits

i’ve just started reading the nasty bits, but already i find myself nodding in agreement at moments:

My pal A. A. Gill once suggested that the older he gets, and the more he travels, the less he knows. And I know what he means now. Seeing the planet as I’m seeing it, you are constantly reminded of what you don’t know – how much more there is to see and learn, how damn big and mysterious this world is. It’s both frustrating and addicting, which only makes it harder when you visit, say, China for the first time, and realize how much of it there is – and how little time you have to see it. It’s added a frantic quality to my absurd life, and an element of both desperation and resignation.

here’s to a year of discovery and awe!