antipathetichuman:

Worldwide support pls help turkey! Stop the violence in turkey! Make a photo like this and send to the email address: eda-11-95@hotmail.de

antipathetichuman:

Worldwide support pls help turkey! Stop the violence in turkey! Make a photo like this and send to the email address: eda-11-95@hotmail.de

 teachingliteracy:

missslightning
 ravilious:

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 thomerama:

Gilberte Schmitt

thomerama:

Gilberte Schmitt

Tears are words that need to be written.
— Paulo Coelho (via wordpainting)

The power of the people is stronger than the people in power. (from anuglybeauty)

And HE has just made another speech and said, ” I will not listen to 3-5 bums!” Another divisive and hostile speech. He is not aware that he makes people even more powerful.

 teachingliteracy:

Just Books - Denizli / Turkey (by İlkerBOZBEY)

teachingliteracy:

Just Books - Denizli / Turkey (by İlkerBOZBEY)

 booksandpublishing:

Music (by *CA*)
The best books… are those that tell you what you know already.
— George Orwell, 1984 (via thegirlandherbooks)
 explore-blog:


The Russian-born novelist’s writing habits were famously peculiar. Beginning in 1950, he composed first drafts in pencil on ruled index cards, which he stored in long file boxes. Since, Nabokov claimed, he pictured an entire novel in complete form before he began writing it, this method allowed him to compose passages out of sequence, in whatever order he pleased; by shuffling the cards around, he could quickly rearrange paragraphs, chapters, and whole swaths of the book. (His file box also served as portable desk; he started the first draft of Lolita on a road trip across America, working nights in the backseat of his parked car — the only place in the country, he said, with no noise and no drafts.) Only after months of this labor did he finally relinquish the cards to his wife, Vera, for a typed draft, which would then undergo several more rounds of revisions.

Nabokov’s curious daily rituals

explore-blog:

The Russian-born novelist’s writing habits were famously peculiar. Beginning in 1950, he composed first drafts in pencil on ruled index cards, which he stored in long file boxes. Since, Nabokov claimed, he pictured an entire novel in complete form before he began writing it, this method allowed him to compose passages out of sequence, in whatever order he pleased; by shuffling the cards around, he could quickly rearrange paragraphs, chapters, and whole swaths of the book. (His file box also served as portable desk; he started the first draft of Lolita on a road trip across America, working nights in the backseat of his parked car — the only place in the country, he said, with no noise and no drafts.) Only after months of this labor did he finally relinquish the cards to his wife, Vera, for a typed draft, which would then undergo several more rounds of revisions.

Nabokov’s curious daily rituals

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Dear Prime Minister, You have done a great favour to us today, of which you are not aware. I’ve seen a Galatasaray (football team) fan picking up a Fenerbahçe (another football team) fan off of the street who fell against the police, to whom you have ordered to kill. I’ve seen students sharing their water and bread with each other; Kurds and Turks walking hand in hand. I’ve seen women, whom you call whores, coming out of the brothel to give lemons and water to those who were injured. I’ve seen people, whom you call transvestites, opening their hotel rooms for refuge; I’ve seen lawyers and doctors sharing their phones, medical students responding in emergencies. I’ve seen elderly ladies giving out clothes soaked in vinegar. I’ve seen shopkeepers sharing their wireless network passwords, hotel owners taking injured in to their lobbies. I’ve seen a bus driver blocking the road to prevent the panzer from entering. I’ve seen pharmacists opening their shops at night. And rest assured, tonight our eyes were filled with tears not because of the teargas you ordered to be fired but because of pride.
 

I just wanted to say that I hope you and your loved ones are safe (from noodleleggedweasel)

Thank you. I am far from Istanbul. I live in a small town and the protests in our town were not responded violently by the police. My sister joined the protests in Ankara. She said it wasn’t violent at first but they all were exposed teargas later but she is fine. It has all spread to other cities as well, especially big cities but what makes me angry is that HE is still arrogant (and obviously there is still a long way to go and I am not really surprised by his attitude anyway) and most of the press still show the events as if these are ordinary and small-scale protests and some of our own people fanatically defending HIM think that protestors are anarchists and they deserve it! We can’t stand it any more and I have always had a pessimistic view about my country. At least people like you support us and at least it is something. Thank you all.

 evsns:

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Thank you tumblr.

evsns:

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