What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.
CARL SAGAN (via Advice to Writers)
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If you go to bed at night and sleep for eight hours, you’ll have traveled over half a million miles by the time you wake up.
- Brian Cox (via iloveaotearoa)
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Attention Caitlin DiMotta…
Knowing the science makes it all the more enchanting.
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“For the last 500 years, the locals of Nongriat in Meghalaya, India have grown several hundred bridges across the region’s numerous water channels, using just the roots of local ribber trees. Some of the bridges extend over 100 feet in length and are strong enough to support more than 50 people at a time.”
I need to go here. I love trees.
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