If I lived anywhere near the John Rylands Library, I think that I would periodically sneak in just to check if it weren’t secretly a wizard school… then, I think I would accuse of them being a wizard’s school just to see if I could rattle their cage.

Also, I think if I lived anywhere near the John Rylands Library, they’d probably take a restraining order out against me in pretty short order.

Source: gary995’s Flickr photostream

If I ever design a super-bunker to ride out the apocalypse, this is exactly what it would look like. Except, maybe I’d have a few aisles’ worth of Oreos stacked about. I wouldn’t survive very long, mind you, but I would enjoy myself while I lasted.

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If I ever took up a hobby as rustic as camping, this is exactly what it would look like. Seriously, am I the only one here with childhood fantasies of living in a library/bookstore?

Source: The Telegraph

On one hand, I shudder at the sight of all those books not only ruined but left outside. On the other hand, after seeing these photo, I’m probably going to dream of books rampaging through the city like the Blob tonight, and that more than makes up for the horror of know that somewhere, books are being abused.

Source: DesignVerb

I would happily build a house for myself using this method, if only I could find a climate dry enough that it would be reduced to paper mache. Still, I hold out hope that one day my coffin might look something like this…

Source: We ♥ It

I love it, but I can’t help but wince at the sight of all those books outside.

Source: Tara Holland Flickr