Doctor Who “stained glass” prints by Mandie Manzano
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When I die, give what’s left of me away
To children and old people who wait to die.
If you need to cry,
Cry for your brother and sister
Walking the street beside you.
And when you need me,
Put your arms around anyone and
Give them what you need to give to me.
I want to leave you something,
Something better than words or sounds.
Look for me in the people I’ve known or loved.
If you cannot give me away,
At least let me live in your eyes,
And not in your mind.
You can love me most
By letting hands touch hands,
By letting hearts touch hearts,
And by letting go of
Spirits who need to be free.
Love does not die, bodies do.
So, when all that’s left of me is love,
Give me away.
Who knew the Dewey Decimal System could be so cute?
Wondering if I can print this out for signage tomorrow… hmm thoughts.
Librarianship is not a set of skills to be learned, or a set of degrees to be mastered. Librarianship is a conversation that has taken place over millennia. It is a conversation that we must all be a part of or it will die. It will not die from defunding, Google, and whether we make the transition to RDA. It will die if librarians forget they have an obligation to constantly reinvent ourselves, imagine a better future, or stay silent until asked our opinions.
(Source: quartz.syr.edu)
Libraries, as we know, do not exist for free. They cost their communities—whether composed of taxpayers, tuition-payers, donors, or a combination—a substantial amount of money. It’s well-intentioned to emphasize that libraries provide materials and services without exacting immediate payment from users for each transaction. But today it is at best a mistake and at worst self-destructive to underrepresent the considerable ongoing investment that the members of a community make to have library collections, technology, personnel, and facilities available to them.
I love you the more in that I believe you have liked me for my own sake and for nothing else
I leapt eagerly into books. The characters’ lives were so much more interesting than the lonely heartbeat of my own.
(Source: feedhope)
House, we are born, we live, and we die. Along the way we learn to love, if we’re lucky.
I read both paper and ebooks, but please don’t tell my publisher this. Ebooks are great for instant gratification - you see a review somewhere of a book that interests you, and you can start reading it five minutes later. At least I still know it is wrong. But when it is all said and done, holding a printed book in my hands can be a sacred experience - the weight of the paper, the windy sound of pages turning, like a breeze. To me, a printed book is like a cathedral or a library or a beach - a holy space.
- Anne Lamott in November 25, 2012 New York Times Sunday Book Review
This kind of relates to how I feel about ebooks. I don’t think they are wrong, per say, I just don’t think they feel as right as a print book does in my hand.
