Today, I watched the sun sink into the sea, sitting on the beach until it was completely swallowed by the horizon. Sure, I know all the geographical and physics sh*t, but what I witnessed was pure magic. It was so stunning, so overwhelming, that I felt like I was hit by Stendhal syndrome—completely knocked out by the beauty. I even teared up a little, it was just that intense
Research data from 160,000 adults in 31 countries concludes that a sizeable home library gave teen school leavers skills equivalent to university graduates who didn’t read.
According to the paper, teenagers with only lower levels of secondary education, but who came from a home filled with books, “become as literate, numerate and technologically apt in adulthood as university graduates who grew up with only a few books”
According to the paper, teenagers with only lower levels of secondary education, but who came from a home filled with books, “become as literate, numerate and technologically apt in adulthood as university graduates who grew up with only a few books”
the Guardian
Growing up in a house full of books is major boost to literacy and numeracy, study finds
Research data from 160,000 adults in 31 countries concludes that a sizeable home library gave teen school leavers skills equivalent to university graduates who didn’t read
I saved the 16-hour audiobook Intermezzo by Sally Rooney to treat myself during the holiday. I just finished it, and I feel like there’s still much more to process. The book seems to be about nothing in particular, yet everything all at once. It’s an existential blend of grief, unconventional love, despair, bleeding family knots, the weight of others’ opinions, kindness, and pure-hearted souls. It’s the kind of story that makes you reflect on yourself and those around you long after it’s over
A walk is like a conversation: it puts distance between oneself and the other, a close distance, a distance made of a closeness that transforms the landscape of the soul into a murmur, a noising abroad.
— Paul Celan
— Paul Celan
Diary of a metamodernist
1972. THE GODFATHER. Al Pacino as Michael Corleone - his breakthrough part - 'isn't cutting it'. Coppola sends him to have lunch with Brando.
Extract from Pacino's new book 'Sonny Boy'
F*cking legend 🕺
Extract from Pacino's new book 'Sonny Boy'
F*cking legend 🕺