I prefer the little loves. My best friend’s daughter running around the kitchen chanting, “It’s all rainbows,” over and over again. The wag of a dog’s tail when you scratch the sweet spot behind her ear. Neglected nuances, subtle sincerity — that’s where love lives.
via: 14 Fucks I Refuse to Give in 2014 — Life Tips. — Medium
It’s time: We’re making a school
Should be interesting to watch this project.
I read every night before I go to sleep, usually novels. I always know it was good for my sanity, turns out it is good for my brain function, too.
Not only did Scottish mathematician, science writer, and polymath Mary Fairfax Somerville (December 26, 1780—November 28, 1872) defy the era’s deep-seated bias against women in science, she was the very reason the word “scientist” was coined: When reviewing her seminal second book, On the Connexion of the Physical Sciences, which Somerville wrote at the age of 54, English polymath and Trinity College master William Whewell was so impressed that he thought it rendered the term “men of science” obsolete and warranted a new, more inclusive descriptor to honor Somerville’s contribution to the field.
This is a variant of my Bullseye bookmarklet which takes a selection — including headlines, links, and images — and converts it to Markdown using Marky.