explore-blog: Awakened at 5:15 a.m. My eyes were embarrassed by the sunbeams. Turned my back to them and tried to take another dip into oblivion. Succeeded. Awakened at 7 a.m. Thought of Mina, Daisy, and Mamma G. Put all 3 in my mental kaleidoscope to obtain a new combination a la Galton. Took Mina as a basis, tried to improve her beauty by discarding and adding certain features borrowed from Daisy and Mamma G. A sort of Raphaelized beauty, got into it too deep, mind flew away and I went to sleep again. Awakened at 8:15 a.m. … Arose at 9 o’clock, came down stairs expecting twas too late for breakfast. Twasn’t.   What a peek inside the diary of Thomas Edison, born on this day in 1847, plus a lesson on sleep and success from the great inventor.

explore-blog:

Awakened at 5:15 a.m. My eyes were embarrassed by the sunbeams. Turned my back to them and tried to take another dip into oblivion. Succeeded. Awakened at 7 a.m. Thought of Mina, Daisy, and Mamma G. Put all 3 in my mental kaleidoscope to obtain a new combination a la Galton. Took Mina as a basis, tried to improve her beauty by discarding and adding certain features borrowed from Daisy and Mamma G. A sort of Raphaelized beauty, got into it too deep, mind flew away and I went to sleep again. Awakened at 8:15 a.m. … Arose at 9 o’clock, came down stairs expecting twas too late for breakfast. Twasn’t.  

What a peek inside the diary of Thomas Edison, born on this day in 1847, plus a lesson on sleep and success from the great inventor.

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Morning prayer

I don’t think I understand

The love of God for fallen man—

Eludes me, still, this myst’ry great

Of mighty hand outstretched in grace.

Yet this I know: his comfort still

Hastens o’er my deadening will—

His blood outpoured, an anchor holds

My feet in firmness ‘gainst the cold.

O Come in mercy, Lord of might,

Hear groaning of the world’s night—

Take back your place upon the throne

And call all people to your own.

msbookworm: ireallyhatecornnuts: doingtheneedful: mightymur: The final, brilliant word on passive voice. “She was killed [by zombies.]” <—- passive “Zombies killed [by zombies] her.” <—- active Welp. Oh my god, best passive voice identification tool ever. Well, that was brilliant.

msbookworm:

ireallyhatecornnuts:

doingtheneedful:

mightymur:

The final, brilliant word on passive voice.

“She was killed [by zombies.]” <—- passive

“Zombies killed [by zombies] her.” <—- active

Welp.

Oh my god, best passive voice identification tool ever.

Well, that was brilliant.

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likeafieldmouse:

Louisa Boyd

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newspaperblackout: A blackout by @Jessica_Dendy View high resolution

newspaperblackout:

A blackout by @Jessica_Dendy

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“
A man in Monte Carlo goes to the casino, wins a million, returns home, commits suicide.

A Man in Monte Carlo, Anton Chekhov’s shortest-ever short story in its entirety. Pair with Chekhov on the 8 qualities of cultured people. 

(↬ The Millions)

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nearlya:

Serge Mendjisky, Monotypes, New York Series

Walk Don’t Walk, 2001

Blue Bridge, 2007

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“

We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
Or rats’ feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar

Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;

Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death’s other Kingdom
Remember us - if at all - not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.

The Hollow Men, Part I

By T.S.Eliot

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dragonbreaths: hellogiggles: ITEM OF THE DAY: A WRINKLE IN TIME: THE GRAPHIC NOVEL by Rachael Berkey http://bit.ly/11VlXDc JULIANNA.

dragonbreaths:

hellogiggles:

ITEM OF THE DAY: A WRINKLE IN TIME: THE GRAPHIC NOVEL

by Rachael Berkey

JULIANNA.

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