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A fascinating book for those who are interested in linguistics and the impact of the internet on the English language! 💫 I rescued it from a bargain crate and I’m happy that I did 😌

etherealacademia:

excited to go back to campus in the fall! hopefully i’ll get the chance to attend some in person seminar courses.

:

If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression of something beautiful, but annihilating.

moodboard request for anon

rionsanura:

daytime-moonrise:

Amplify BIPOC voices ✊🏻✊🏼✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿

Caption for “How to be well-read without ever having to read anything by a white man again; an incomplete list”, with source to read the ones in the public domain and buy the ones that aren’t. Also remember: libraries.

I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings - Maya Angelou (x from Bookshop.org)
The Bluest Eye - Toni Morrison (x from Bookshop.org)
The Namesake - Jhumpa Lahiri (x from Bookshop.org)
The Joy Luck Club - Amy Tan (x from Bookshop.org)
Go Tell It on the Mountain - James Baldwin (x from Bookshop.org)
Between the World and Me - Ta-Nehisi Coates (x from Bookshop.org)
One Thousand and One Nights - Anonymous (I II III IV from Project Gutenberg)
The Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas (x from Project Gutenberg)
Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass - Frederick Douglass (x from Project Gutenberg)
Narrative of Sojourner Truth - Sojourner Truth (x from Project Gutenberg)
Twelve Years a Slave - Solomon Northup (x from Project Gutenberg)
Our Nig - Harriet E. Wilson (x from Project Gutenberg)
Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl - Harriet Jacobs (x from Project Gutenberg)
The Curse of Caste; or, The Slave Bride - Julia C. Collins (x from Bookshop.org)
Behind the Scenes; or, Thirty Years a Slave and Four Years in the White House - Elizabeth Keckley (x from Project Gutenberg)
Life Among the Paiutes; Their Wrongs and Claims - Sarah Winnemucca (x from Bookshop.org)
Wynema: A Child of the Forest - S. Alice Callahan (x from Bookshop.org)
Jubilee - Margaret Walker (x from Bookshop.org)
Black Rain - Masuji Ibuse (x from Bookshop.org)
Hawaii’s Story by Hawaii’s Queen - Queen Lili'uokalani (x from Bookshop.org)
Up From Slavery - Booker T. Washington (x from Project Gutenberg)
The Souls of Black Folk - W.E.B. DuBois (x from Bookshop.org)
The Autobiography of Malcolm X - Malcolm X (edited by Alex Haley) (x from Bookshop.org)
The Autobiography of an Ex-Colored Man - James Weldon Johnson (x from Project Gutenberg)
The Weary Blues - Langston Hughes (x from Bookshop.org)
Some Prefer Nettles - Jun'ichirō Tanizaki (x from Bookshop.org)
My People the Sioux - Luther Standing Bear (x from Bookshop.org)
The Blacker the Berry - Wallace Thurman (x from Bookshop.org)
Crusade for Justice: The Autobiography of Ida B. Wells - Ida B. Wells (x from Bookshop.org)
Love in a Fallen City - Eileen Chang (x from Bookshop.org)
The Living is Easy - Dorothy West (x from Bookshop.org)
Invisible Man - Ralph Ellison (x from Bookshop.org)
The Sound of Waves - Yukio Mishima (x from Bookshop.org)
Memoirs of a Woman Doctor - Nawal El Saadawi (x from Bookshop.org)

marble-and-mahogany:

Winter Dark Academia

cemeterything:

cemeterything:

i hate it when people ask me to “explain my thought process” like hell if i know

“what’s going on in that head of yours?” nothing i want to be a part of

andiamburdenedwithgloriousfeels:

i always keep my movie tickets. And theater tickets. I don’t understand why people don’t. Yes, you may see the movie again, or you may never see the movie again, but either way, you have this little piece of paper with the name, date, and time printed on it. It’s like a memory receipt. 

I fucking love tickets. 

solemnlyancient:

aceademic:

classic lit hits different than modern lit not because modern lit lacks depth but because there’s something so incredible about reading something and knowing that hundreds of years before you people were living, breathing, loving, the same way you do now. like one hundred years ago someone read these same words and felt them and read them just as you do today, and you’re connected despite the times that separates you

“That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.”

- F Scott Fitzgerald

kyda:

artfully-wayward:

so it has come to my attention that buying 27 books at once is not how normal humans behave

what am I supposed to do then?

afieldinengland:

sometimes i worry that when i die i won’t have lived up to my potential, or that i’ll have made very little of a mark upon the world. but none of that matters, really, in the long run— in a graveyard there are names that you do not recognise, that are illegible with moss, but that doesn’t mean the person didn’t mean anything. they loved, danced, made bread, touched and were touched just like any other of our fleeting species since the beginning. wilde said that anyone can embody the divine, whether they watch sheep on a moor or write novels, and there’s huge value to that. there aren’t set goals that you have to reach in life apart from being human; loving and being present and screaming i’m here! i’m here!! to the heavens is all you have to do, regardless of whether that gives you a legacy or not. it’s easy to have keats’ “when i have fears” on the brain, but at the end of the day it isn’t m certification, mentions in textbooks or lineage that matters. this quarantine teaches us more than anything that what society expects of us is largely superfluous. is it not enough of an art piece to love and be loved? is our very occupation of physical space, albeit briefly, not a perfomance enough? there is a lot to be said for the fact that art and love are, and always have been, one and the same.