Neil Gaiman on Libraries and Librarians.
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It all matters. That someone turns out the lamp, picks up the windblown wrapper, says hello to the invalid, pays at the unattended lot, listens to the repeated tale, folds the abandoned laundry, plays the game fairly, tells the story honestly, acknowledges help, gives credit, says good night, resists temptation, wipes the counter, waits at the yellow, makes the bed, tips the maid, remembers the illness, congratulates the victor, accepts the consequences, takes a stand, steps up, offers a hand, goes first, goes last, chooses the small portion, teaches the child, tends to the dying, comforts the grieving, removes the splinter, wipes the tear, directs the lost, touches the lonely, is the whole thing. What is most beautiful is least acknowledged. What is worth dying for is barely noticed.
Lin-Manuel Miranda?
Yeah, I know who I am. Who the fuck are you?!
in poland when someone falls over/hurts themeself we don’t say “are you okay?”, we say “żyjesz?” which translates to “are you still alive?” and i think it’s beautiful

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I hate the trope in media of a Broken Man fixed by the healing touch of a selfless and loving woman like fix yourself you fucking lazy ass stupid head
Ernest Hemingway: Write drunk, edit sober.
Me, a dumbass: Write while sleep deprived and heavily caffeinated at two am, no editing we die like men.
Wonder Woman wearing an evening gown over her suit of armor while arriving uninvited to a fancy dinner party with an entire sword strapped to her back ready to kill a man is by far the Biggest Mood of 2017
my heart says yes but my vocal range says no






















