The only advice … that one person can give another about reading is to take no advice, to follow your own instincts, to use your own reason, to come to your own conclusions. If this is agreed between us, then I feel at the liberty to put forward a few ideas and suggestions because you will not allow them to fetter that independence which is the most important quality that a reader can possess. After all, what laws can be laid down about books? The battle of Waterloo was certainly fought on a certain day; but is Hamlet a better play than Lear? Nobody can say. Each must decide that question for himself. To admit authorities, however heavily furred and gowned, into our libraries and let them tell us how to read, what to read, what value to place upon what we read, is to destroy the spirit of freedom which is the breath of those sanctuaries. Everywhere else we may be bound by laws and conventions — there we have none.

- Virginia Woolf

(via Brain Pickings)

When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
A Moveable Feast, Ernest Hemingway (via thecountryfucker)
(Reblogged from thelifeguardlibrarian)

Two ideas from fictional characters that I (and many other non-fictional folk, I think) would very much like to be real:

  • Heartache days
  • Emotional snow days

From Mindy Kapoor (The Mindy Project) and Ned, the pie maker (Pushing Daisies), respectively.

If you have any doubt that the hashtag is a frighteningly powerful tool in our modern vocabulary, imagine a person you care about texting you that song’s title line out of the blue: “You’re beautiful.” Now think of the same person texting, “You’re #beautiful.” The second one is jokey, ironic, distant—and hey, maybe that’s what that person was going for. But it also hammers home that point that the internet too often asserts: You’re not as original as you once thought. “Beautiful” is analog, unquantifiable, one-in-a-million. #Beautiful, on the other hand, is crowded terrain. Ten more people have just tweeted about something or someone #beautiful since you started reading this sentence.

As more and more of our daily interactions become text-based — people preferring texting to phone calls, workplaces that rely heavily email and instant messaging—we’re developing ways to stretch our written language so it can communicate more nuance, so we can tell people what we mean without accidentally leading them on or pissing them off. Periods have become more forceful, commas less essential, and over the last few years, the hashtag has morphed into something resembling the fabled sarcasm font—the official keystroke of irony. Putting a hashtag in front of something you text, email, or IM to someone is a sly way of saying “I’m joking,” or maybe more accurately, “I mean this and I don’t at the same time.”

The #Art of the Hashtag

Thanks to Twitter, the hashtag has become an important linguistic shortcut. But while everyone from Robin Thicke to Beyoncé has used the symbol as part of their art, only a few have truly taken advantage of its culture-jamming possibilities.

Via @pitchforkmedia

(via npr)

(Reblogged from teachingliteracy)
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

pyramidhole:

Benedict Cumberbatch is photobombing my Jane Austen ‘Pride and prejudice’…

(Reblogged from teachingliteracy)
The library is a place of hope, humanity and safety. It is a place of joy and discovery. Thank you, dear library. Know you are well loved.
(Reblogged from libraryadvocates)
no, you were the reason
I kept my light on late into the night
turning all those pages, searching for you everywhere.
from “Searching” by Billy Collins (via thelifeguardlibrarian)
(Reblogged from thelifeguardlibrarian)
March 4th, the only day that is also a sentence
John Green  (via lullabysounds)

(Source: musikjunkie)

(Reblogged from tallerthanlions)