& the rest is rust and stardust.

memorizetheirfaces asked: Where did you get that recording of San Francisco by Ingrid Michaelson? I've been trying to find a non-live version of it that still has the other harmonies/backup vocals and can't find it anywhere! Thanks!

Hey, Ingrid posted a free download link to the song on her twitter last week…I’m pretty sure it was only valid for 24 hours. As far as I know it’s not available for sale anywhere, but if you send me your email address I can send it to you :)

Did you count one two three?

John Green

just don’t think about it. or else.

my car keys are never far from my twitching fingertips. i know all the shortcuts. all the side doors. all the ways to bow out and speed off. i’m happiest next to large bodies of water with the wind pasting my hair to my eyelashes and when i look ahead, i want to see nothing but water on the horizon. give me sand in my mouth, give me seaweed snakes tracing their fingers across my shins kicking faster. give me slippery rocks painted with green film, impossible to clamber over quickly. nothing matters except forward, away, up. no. i cannot be pulled under by a current i don’t swim into. i cannot be swallowed by a wave i dive straight through. i am a fish and you are a careless net full of holes. i know all the shortcuts. all the side doors.

Oscar Wilde (via aquaticwonder)

jaynajaynajayna:

When Joseph-Nicephore Niepce took the first photograph in 1828, his photographic plate required an exposure of eight hours. That exposure time was drastically reduced across the course of the nineteenth century, so that by the 1890s the Collodion process had cut exposure times to two or three seconds.

Nevertheless, a three second exposure meant that subjects had to stand very still to avoid being blurred, and holding a smile for that period was tricky. As a result, we have a tendency to see our Victorian ancestors as even more formal and stern than they might have been.

These pictures are drawn from the Flickr group “The Smiling Victorian” and show a perhaps surprising side to the people who’s “now” was a hundred years before our own.

from After the Witch Hunt by Megan Falley

(Source: reekraft)

Julian Barnes, Flaubert’s Parrot

so, uh, flaubert’s parrot by julian barnes is quickly becoming one of my favorite books. and i’m only on chapter 5.

morerobots:

How about: let’s not challenge any books but instead think critically about them and open up a discussion on the implications behind or meanings of said books?

Censoring books leads to ignorance, in my opinion. It erases history and pretends it never happened. We should be acknowledging our history and discussing it, to make sure it doesn’t happen again. And literature can play a huge role in this discussion.

THANK YOU. This this this.

Maurice Sendak.

This interview with Maurice Sendak, a beloved fixture of my childhood, is really a wonderful read.

(via morerobots)

This interview has already been passed around a bit, but I wanted to share one of my favorite quotes from it.

(via morerobots)

J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via pampille)

I will see you again a long time from now

(Source: Spotify)

& the rest is rust and stardust.

how i generally deal:

Books that should be challenged instead of Fifty Shades