owlmylove:

“This is what it is to love an artist: The moon is always rising above your house. The houses of your neighbors look dull and lacking in moonlight. But he is always going away from you. Inside his head there is always something more beautiful.”

— Eurydice, Sarah Ruhl

petiri:

If Black English Isn’t a Language, Then Tell Me, What Is? by James Baldwin is one of my favorite essays every and should be required reading for any linguistics or English major.

sjowgren:

some of my favorite tiny love stories

jazbaaati:

Louise Glück