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reading the foxhole court. everyone manhandles neil SO MUCH. like, at least once per chapter someone is grabbing him by the collar or dragging him by his arm

there’s either a staggering amount of gay subtext between andrew and neil or a relationship is being set up

already onto the next book…. team become family…. i cry

HECK IT I’M CALLING IT NOW THEY’RE TOTALLY GOING TO GET TOGETHER

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I’M ALCRHODEN FCKINF THEY FINALLY KISSED!!!! THE ABSOLUTE MAD MEN I’M SKDNWOSWDID

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NEIL’S GONNA RIDE THAT DICK TO FINALS!!!!!!!!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAA

3 books in 3 days…. what a ride. the ending was spectacular and i laughed and cried along with the foxes. neil, you absolute unit, you did it. and only like 20 people had to die lol

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“ becausedragonage:
“ hollystopeverything:
“ dracogotgame:
“THIS IS SO IMPORTANT I’M GONNA DO THIS TOO
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Omg yes!!
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I had this exact experience. I worked in a bookstore and although the sci-fi/fantasy section was filled with...

a-guys-random-blog:

becausedragonage:

hollystopeverything:

dracogotgame:

THIS IS SO IMPORTANT I’M GONNA DO THIS TOO

Omg yes!!

I had this exact experience. I worked in a bookstore and although the sci-fi/fantasy section was filled with books I’d read, I had to admit to a customer that I hadn’t read LOTR. 

Her eyes got wide and she gave me a big smile and said, “Oh! I’m so jealous of you! I wish I could it read it again for the first time.”

And yes, I read LOTR ASAP after that.

A better motivational thing to say

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celestialinkbrush:

hellenhighwater:

I see a lot of people who tell young people–especially young people who are heading into college–that they should “do what they love.” And they’re right. You should do what you love.

But there’s a world of difference between doing what you love for you, and doing what you love for a paycheck. 

I went to undergrad for graphic design and 3-D design–art and more art, I usually say–and I loved it. You know what I didn’t love? Trying to collect my fees from clients. Trying to meet unrealistic, over-simplified or over-specific briefs from people who didn’t know what they were talking about. Coming home, having worked creatively all day, with no creative juice left for the things I wanted to do.

You know what I would tell you instead? Do something that you can be interested in, with people you like.

You don’t have to love it. Loving your work can be a lot, and it often means you have to live in your job 24/7. Some people can do that. Not everyone can, or should.  But if you can find work that’s interesting enough that it doesn’t feel tedious, and people you can enjoy spending your 9-5 with, and you can make money, that’s great! It means you can do the things you love for you.

I’m in law school now. It’s interesting work, and difficult, and I like doing it. I like how complicated it gets, and I like the stories it tells. But I don’t come home and read law journals for fun. I come home, and I sculpt, and I draw, and I paint, and I read. I do these things for me.

And I love it. 

Gods I wish I’d had this ten years ago when everyone was pushing for me to do art for a living. Probably wouldn’t have burned out as hard as I did

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yidquotes:

“There’s a great Yiddish expression that says, “If I knew God, I’d be God.” In fact, I think that claiming that you “know God’s will” is an act of incredible hubris. Instead, what we say about God has much more to say about us than about God. There are, in fact, a whole range of different theologies within Judaism (you can find some of them in the terrific books “Finding God“ and “The God Upgrade,” both of which describe a whole range of differing, and sometimes even conflicting, theologies.) And while I can only speak personally here, to me, “God” isn’t really a noun at all — it’s a verb. Here’s why. The most common name that God gives Godself in the Torah is “YHVH,” a name that is sometimes thought to be so holy that no one was allowed to pronounce it. But that’s not exactly right — it’s not that “YHVH” was not allowed to be pronounced, it’s that it is literally unpronounceable, since it consists of four Hebrew vowels (yod, hay, vav and hay). By the way, that’s also why some people incorrectly call this name “Yahweh,” since (as Rabbi Lawrence Kushner once said), if you tried to pronounce a name that was all vowels, you’d risk serious respiratory injury. But even more importantly, the name YHVH is actually a conflation of all the tenses of the Hebrew verb “to be.” God’s name could be seen as “was-is-will be,” so God isn’t something you can’t capture or name — God is only something you can experience. And indeed, when Moses is at the burning bush, having just been told by God that he will be leading the Israelites out of Egypt, he says, “Suppose I go to the Israelites and say to them, ‘The God of your fathers has sent me to you,’ and they ask me, ‘What is his name?’ Then what shall I tell them?” God responds that God’s name is “Ehyeh asher ehyeh,” which is often translated as “I am what I am.” But it could also be translated as, “I am what I will be.” So God is whatever God will be — we simply have no idea. Indeed, for my own theology, I believe that God is found in the “becoming,” transforming “what will be” into “what is.””

— Rabbi Geoffrey A. Mitelman,

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herhmione:

god my absolute favorite feeling is devouring a book, when you get so into the pages and the words that you have to stop your eyes from skipping lines and force yourself to read every word, when you’re so impatient for what happens next that you can’t sit still while reading, when you have to re read whole pages because you were too busy predicting and anticipating that you missed the actual events, when you read a part that’s too good for words and you have to close the book and scream into your pillow, that’s what reading a truly great book is about and the feeling is even better when you haven’t found a book like that in a long time and then you stumble across one and something inside of you awakens

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williamsherondales:

WHAT BOUND THEM TOGETHER? Greed? Desperation? Was it just the knowledge that if one or all of them disappeared tonight, no one would come looking? Inej’s mother and father might still shed tears for the daughter they’d lost, but if Inej died tonight, there would be no one to grieve for the girl she was now. She had no family, no parents or siblings, only people to fight beside. MAYBE THAT WAS SOMETHING TO BE GRATEFUL FOR, TOO.

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