Butterfly, fly far far away. Art work by my 7 years old brother.

Butterfly, fly far far away. Art work by my 7 years old brother.

"Once you lean how to die, you learn how to live"- Professor Morrie
Tuesday With Morrie, pg 82
Sometime, people should just look back on those old times and memories to remember how they used  to feel. 

Sometime, people should just look back on those old times and memories to remember how they used  to feel. 

beingblog:

“The place to improve the world is first in one’s own heart and head and hands, and then work outward from there.”
~Robert M. Pirsig from Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry Into Values 
Photo by Janine (distributed with Instagram)

beingblog:

“The place to improve the world is first in one’s own heart and head and hands, and then work outward from there.”

~Robert M. Pirsig from Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry Into Values

Photo by Janine (distributed with Instagram)

newyorker:

A Sunday morning cartoon. For more: http://nyr.kr/MtRLIM

newyorker:

A Sunday morning cartoon. For more: http://nyr.kr/MtRLIM

The Internet hasn’t given me a thick skin, because I already had one. I think women are better suited to dealing with commenters than men because we have the experience of having been eighth grade girls. No troll in the comments will ever have as intimate an understanding of all your insecurities as your teenage best friends, so the trolls have no idea what scabs to pick. Men seem more wounded by mean comments, and they expect you to be, too, saying stuff like, “I can’t believe the comments on your post! They’re so personal!” And then you look and it’s like someone calling you “a feminazi with bad hair.” And you think, Are you kidding? I have great hair.

claudiagray:

This is another thing eReaders just can’t do. I mean, they could, but if you own this many eReaders, you may have missed the concept of the thing. 

teachingliteracy:

bookphilia:

I was packing my books and laid them out all over the living room. It was then decided by either my better judgment, or a lack of one, to build a book fort. Here is what has ensued thus far. 

I couldn’t even use all of my books! :( But still, for a 3 hour effort, it was fun and came out pretty decent.

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Reblogging because I can, before my next bookfort-like project.