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Literary Tattoos

By March 27, 202022 Comments

I love literary tattoos, I even have one. For the book lover, it is like taking a moment from a story and making it a part of you. My own tattoo is from Lord of the Rings and reads, “Not all those who wander are lost.” LOTR is one of my favorite stories, it helped introduce me to the genre, and I spend a lot of time wandering both literally and figuratively. That is why it speaks to me. I have included a bunch of photos from my Pinterest that I have found beautiful. Tell me what you think.


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I’ll eat you up I love you so.


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Climate change makes me think of The Lorax and how we have so much to protect.



(via @cinderhellaaa)

In the end, isn’t this all we have?



(via @littlemisssunshineyday)

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Shel meant so much to me as a child.



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I think of this quote often when I have much to do.


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I wrote this on a slip of paper and put it inside my grandfather’s casket.


Still I Rise

BY MAYA ANGELOU

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

 


I think if someone described me as a hurricane I could be happy with my life.


Dune’s words never rang so true as they do now.


I have to end on a little Harry Potter love. Because why not? The word “Always” means so much to us lovers of the J.K Rowlings worlds.

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