#regram of my desk’s close-up/15 minutes of fame from the @mboothpr insta today! #manicmonday #mondayfunday #deskwokeuplikethis (at M Booth)
#regram of my desk’s close-up/15 minutes of fame from the @mboothpr insta today! #manicmonday #mondayfunday #deskwokeuplikethis (at M Booth)
But readers don’t have to be all that special. They have the guidance of a thousand stories to help them make their way. They are never alone. They are equipped to challenge (or ignore) the expectations laid down by standardized testing, fifth-grade bullies and parents that gaze upon the present-day world with eyes that only see the past. They can envision alternatives to economic and political systems that have no heart, art or true humanity.
The Lizan’s garden. (at Village of Bellport)
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Harper Perennial: The Books That Made You Look Like You Were Serious About Literature™
Of course the book I got, Invisible Man, I have read three times

“God, it was good to let go, let the tight mask fall off, and the bewildered, chaotic fragments pour out. It was the purge, the catharsis.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

It’s too late for me to be the fourth Gummer sister, but ughhhhhh I just want to be one of Meryl Streep’s daughters so badly. It actually hurts.
Don’t miss the final episodes of Mad Men, returning April 5th. Only on AMC.
Pablo Picasso (1881 - 1973) - Reading Jacqueline (Jacqueline lisant), 1958
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In Iceland, books are exchanged on Christmas Eve, and you spend the rest of the night reading. People generally take their books to bed along with some chocolate. How cozy and wonderful does that sound?
(More fun facts: Iceland publishes more books per capita than any other country, and new books are typically published only during the Christmas season—the frenzy is called Jólabókaflóð, or the Christmas Book Flood.)
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“ I stand upon my desk to remind myself that we must constantly look at things in a different way” - Dead Poets Society
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Ultimately, nobody wanted to be there and for me a good book was simply the best escapism. But I’ve always felt that good literature makes real life more interesting and beautiful too, and it was a time when I needed that more than ever.
As Britain faces the possibility of a ban on sending books to prisoners, The Guardian talks to prisoners about the gift of reading.
Another former inmate says:
The act of reading for eight [to] ten hours a day was one of absolute bliss… The literature I was reading didn’t really change me, but the act of reading taught me how to cope with the time. Time is a river, and in jail/prison it moves at the rate of molasses (the metaphor is not mine). And it also taught me how much I love books, even the bad ones. As perverse as this sounds, I would do the time again if only I could select what books were available.
And another:
Given the chance, literature will burst the bounds of race, culture and class.
Read the full article here. Pair with Susan Sontag, who too used to read 8-10 hours a day, on literature and freedom.
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Explaining the rise of the fetishized bookshelf.
but laughter is electric!
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All I can say is HOLY SHIT, GOOSEBUMPS! This looks amazing.