I truly believe that the key to a happier life is to read more books, eat more scones, and use more Oxford commas.

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but you’re not obligated to justify your choice of music, books, television, or films to anyone.

Just a friendly reminder that your desire to have a bookshelf with a rolling ladder is valid. Don’t allow anyone to disrespect you by telling you otherwise.

Just received my DNA results and apparently my lineage can be traced back to a pumpkin patch nestled in fog on a cool October day with the sound of crows in the distance.

Surround yourself with the kind of people who find the Oxford comma to be illuminative, beautiful, and necessary.

If you don’t want to read Edgar Allan Poe together by candlelight whilst sharing crème brûlée and a bottle of Amontillado in a cottage in the Scottish Highlands during a full moon on a cool October night, then please don’t tell me you’re “relationship material."

Autumn is essentially a gothic spring.

Having chocolate-covered espresso beans with my coffee and long story short, I’m suddenly feeling the desire to become a motivational speaker.

All I want is a seaside cottage, the distant rumble of thunder, a vintage mystery novel, a kettle on the stove, a comfortable reading chair, a crackling fire, a raven keeping watch, and a basket of freshly-baked emotional support scones.

I typically only respond to correspondence if it’s in the form of a handwritten letter composed on an oak desk by candlelight using a quill dipped into a bottle of ink, enclosed in an envelope with a wax seal, and sent via raven, so no, I’m afraid I didn’t “see your email."

Thank YOU, Gareth! I love your books. They're a much-needed escape.

Remember, if someone tells you that your dream of having a bookshelf with a rolling ladder is "unrealistic", they were never your friend to begin with.

Walking into your local library improves mental well-being by at least 62%.

I don't know who needs to hear this, but yes, you do deserve to treat yourself to a day of exploring bookstores, greenhouses, libraries, museums, cafés, and bakeries.

Okay but hear me out: An emotional support library ghost.

Every time that you use an Oxford comma, you're doing your part to make the world beautiful, meaningful, and understandable.

Be a handwritten love letter in a world full of Snapchats.

At the end of the day, don’t we all just want to read books, drink tea, and eat pastries in a humble seaside cottage during a raging storm?

At the moment, I'm regrettably not having cappuccinos and croissants in a quaint café in Vienna, so no, I'm afraid your email did not "find me well.”

YES! The most magical time of year 🎃🎃🎃