This bear does not hibernate this year, for sure, would rather read! /Este oso no hiberna este año, seguro, prefiere leer! (ilustración de Hans de Beer)
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This bear does not hibernate this year, for sure, would rather read! /Este oso no hiberna este año, seguro, prefiere leer! (ilustración de Hans de Beer)
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A living man can be enslaved and reduced to the historic condition of an object. But if he dies in refusing to be enslaved, he reaffirms the existence of another kind of human nature which refuses to be classified as an object.
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Please. PLEASE. Someone take me camping in a library.
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It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.
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Agatha Christie inside the library at Greenway House.
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This is brilliantly said.
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It broke my heart into more pieces than my heart was made of, why can’t people say what they mean at the time?
Anatomical Heart
This is the vasculature of an actual heart (porcine heart, identical to human heart). The blood is replaced by a plastic substance which fills all of the veins, capillaries, etc, then the heart is put into a solution that dissolves all the tissue, leaving this incredible detail of a heart.
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So long as men worship the Caesars and Napoleons, Caesars and Napoleons will duly rise and make them miserable.
Literature gives us an internal compass, a way to negotiate all life’s rough and tumble. It gives us insight, empathy, direction and warning. It is a concordance for the physical world, a magnificent prism through which reality is refracted. Much loved passages whisper in our ears. Long-dead authors hold us by the hand. Half-forgotten poems fill our mouths. Literature is present at the birth of our first child and the ordering of our morning coffee. It fills us.
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Tea House & Library by Archi-Union, Shanghai
Concrete walls twist up through the interior of this tea house and library that architects Archi-Union have constructed in the backyard of their studio.