lesbiangracehanson:

“Well-run libraries are filled with people because what a good library offers cannot be easily found elsewhere: an indoor public space in which you do not have to buy anything in order to stay. In the modern state there are very few sites where this is possible. The only others that come readily to my mind require belief in an omnipotent creator as a condition for membership. It would seem the most obvious thing in the world to say that the reason why the market is not an efficient solution to libraries is because the market has no use for a library. But it seems we need, right now, to keep re-stating the obvious. There aren’t many institutions left that fit so precisely Keynes’ definition of things that no one else but the state is willing to take on. Nor can the experience of library life be recreated online. It’s not just a matter of free books. A library is a different kind of social reality (of the three dimensional kind), which by its very existence teaches a system of values beyond the fiscal.”

— Zadie Smith (via wellconstructedsentences)

furiohsa:

do you ever finally have free time and panic because you dont know whether you want to read, watch tv, or watch a movie, and then suddenly it’s been 3 hours and all you’ve done is reblog a picture of chris evans

whitmerule:

counterpunches:

flyinaminddance:

aeneas-didntdie-forthis:

aryainwinterfell:

sirgnomethegiant:

In Prince Caspian Susan literally throws an arrow fast and hard enough to pierce through a man’s armor and kill him. Savage.

What’s even more savage is the way she stabs the first guy in the crotch before using the same arrow to kill the second guy. Susan’s not messing around.

Turn on

#susan pevensie #or her extremely appropriate official title ‘susan the gentle’ 

#man i cant wait for susan pevensie to be free from copyright#because im DEFINITELY writing her follow-up story

You can because Gaiman already did.

thesokovianaccords:

here’s the thing about adulthood-

you will go for like three months with nothing happening and you’re bored as hell and then in the span of two weeks eight different things happen at once – some fantastic and some shitty and some just plain bonkers – and you’re just running around like a chicken with your head cut off and no clue what the fuck is going on