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Beautiful Libraries → Neil Gaiman’s Personal Library (The Basement, Neil Gaiman’s Home)
Take the 3D tour here.
I am about 99% sure we have reblogged this before and I don’t even care LOOK AT IT.
Posted on September 22, 2011 via One more miracle. with 26,205 notes
Source: bachelorjohnwatson
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“You’re like the opposite of that little boy who cried Wolf. You’re like the little boy who cried No Wolf, when a wolf was in fact chewing on his leg, by the name of Janet.”
-George Saunders, Pastoralia
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I’ve never been nice my whole life, but I’ll do my best to be sweet.
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“Sure, this will probably end up being another in a long line of emotionally crippling misadventures…but let’s try to have some fun along the way.”
- BKV, Y: The Last Man
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The gross and net result of it is that people who spent most of their natural lives riding iron bicycles over the rocky roadsteads of this parish get their personalities mixed up with the personalities of their bicycle as a result of the interchanging of the atoms of each of them and you would be surprised at the number of people in these parts who are nearly half people and half bicycles…when a man lets things go so far that he is more than half a bicycle, you will not see him so much because he spends a lot of his time leaning with one elbow on walls or standing propped by one foot at kerbstones.
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Why no— I like them if they’re good.”
“That’s something you do so well, Dick. You can keep a party moving by just a little sentence or a saying here and there. I think that’s a wonderful talent.”
“It’s a trick,” he said gently. That made three of her opinions he disagreed with.Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night -
Gone people. All awkward with their things.
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She was sitting up now. My arm was around her and she was leaning back against me, and we were quite calm. She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after every one else’s eyes in the world would have stopped looking. She looked as though there were nothing on earth she would not look at like that, and really she was afraid of so many things.
Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises
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Stupid. And nobody likes you.
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