vice, virtue, and vice versa

the truth lies in the blurry lines between them

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The truth is, everyone likes to look down on someone. If your favorites are all avant-garde writers who throw in Sanskrit and German, you can look down on everyone. If your favorites are all Oprah Book Club books, you can at least look down on mystery readers. Mystery readers have sci-fi readers. Sci-fi can look down on fantasy. And yes, fantasy readers have their own snobbishness. I’ll bet this, though: in a hundred years, people will be writing a lot more dissertations on Harry Potter than on John Updike. Look, Charles Dickens wrote popular fiction. Shakespeare wrote popular fiction - until he wrote his sonnets, desperate to show the literati of his day that he was real artist. Edgar Allan Poe tied himself in knots because no one realized he was a genius. The core of the problem is how we want to define “literature”. The Latin root simply means “letters”. Those letters are either delivered - they connect with an audience - or they don’t. For some, that audience is a few thousand college professors and some critics. For others, its twenty million women desperate for romance in their lives. Those connections happen because the books successfully communicate something real about the human experience. Sure, there are trashy books that do really well, but that’s because there are trashy facets of humanity. What people value in their books - and thus what they count as literature - really tells you more about them than it does about the book.
Brent Weeks (via victoriousvocabulary)

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totallyfubar:

Every time I walk past a college tour I feel like I should be reading a book or something

Just like “Salutations, my fellow learners! I was just having a pleasant studywalk, have an educational day!”

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fuckyeahexistentialism:

"Anxiety is the organ by which the subject appropriates sorrow and assimilates it. Anxiety is the energy of the movement by which sorrow bores its way into one’s heart."

Text: Søren Kierkegaard, Either/Or … Image: John Cassavetes, A Woman Under the Influence

fuckyeahexistentialism:

"Anxiety is the organ by which the subject appropriates sorrow and assimilates it. Anxiety is the energy of the movement by which sorrow bores its way into one’s heart."

Text: Søren Kierkegaard, Either/Or … Image: John Cassavetes, A Woman Under the Influence

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travelry:

The Alice in Wonderland restaurant in Tokyo, Japan. You go up an elevator and enter a small room with a giant Alice in Wonderland book. The Mad Hatter opens the first page, to reveal a long winding tunnel full of large book pages, clocks and maps. When you reach the restaurant, you are greeted by maids in blue Alice outfits. The menu opens to reveal a miniature room complete with working clock. I ordered card tortilla chips, rose spaghetti and themed drinks. 

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