#React Libraries

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React Best Practices in 2025

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Top 21 React Libraries Which Are Useful to All in 2024 Explore the must-know React libraries for creating top-notch web applications. Upgrade your projects with the latest tools and trends.

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Explore the Benefits of Node.js and React Together in Full-Stack Web Development

Consider a cutting-edge pair of technologies that collaborate to power the most creative and engaging web experiences.  Node.js with React is a developer’s dream come true.

Consider Node.js to be the charismatic conductor of the server-side orchestra.  It enables Node.js developers to build versatile, fast backends that can handle thousands of concurrent connections.

It’s a sophisticated JavaScript runtime platform that allows you to build versatile and fast backends. Node.js is capable of handling thousands of concurrent connections, making it ideal for real-time applications and microservices.

Now, let’s introduce React, an interesting and adaptive JavaScript toolkit for creating user interfaces. React allows you to develop visually appealing, interactive frontends that are a pleasure to use. It supports the idea of reusable components, allowing you to create UI elements that can be simply inserted into any portion of your program, assuring consistent and efficient development.

So, whether you’re a Node.js developer, a web app development enthusiast, or just getting started with React web development, embracing the Node.js/React fusion will open up new avenues for creating outstanding web applications.  

Benefits of Using Node.js in Full-Stack Development

You can write both frontend and backend code in JavaScript with Node.js, leading in a unified and effective development environment. This reduces difficulty and increases productivity by eliminating the need to transition between languages.

Let’s dive deep and learn more benefits of Node.js.

Enhanced Developer Skill Set:

By embracing full-stack JavaScript frameworks, developers can broaden their skills and become proficient in a single language that is highly versatile and in demand.

Small Memory Footprint:

Node.js is based on the V8 JavaScript engine, which is well-known for its memory management efficiency. As a result, compared to other server-side technologies, Node.js has a modest memory footprint.

Rapid Prototyping and Development:

With Node.js and npm, developers can quickly prototype and develop applications. With a plethora of ready-to-use packages at their disposal, developers may easily assemble the basic building blocks of their apps.

Benefits of Using React in Frontend Development

Using React in frontend development provides a plethora of benefits, making it a popular choice among developers. Here are several significant advantages:

Maintainability:

Individual components in a component-based design can be changed and updated without affecting the entire application. This simplifies maintenance and bug fixing because faults can be isolated to certain components.

Virtual DOM and Efficient Rendering:

When the application state changes, React’s virtual DOM efficiently updates only the necessary components of the user interface. When opposed to directly modifying the DOM, this leads to faster rendering and better performance.

Cross-platform Development:

Developers may use React Native to write code once and release it on both the iOS and Android platforms. When opposed to creating distinct codebases for each platform, this greatly reduces development time and effort.

Here’s why this is advantageous:

Consistent language:  JavaScript is versatile and can be used for both front-end and back-end development. With Node.js and React, you can have a unified language and development approach for your entire stack. This eliminates the need for switching between different languages and improves productivity and code maintenance.

Developer expertise: JavaScript is a popular programming language that many developers are already familiar with. You may leverage your development team’s existing expertise and talents by using JavaScript on both the client and the server. JavaScript developers may simply switch between front-end and back-end development, making it easier to cooperate and share duties within the team.

An abundance of libraries and frameworks: Node.js and React boast thriving communities with extensive libraries, frameworks, and tools. These resources cover authentication, database integration, testing, state management, routing, UI components, and more. Leveraging this ecosystem saves development time by incorporating widely used packages.

Active and supportive communities: Node.js and React have thriving developer communities that provide support, resources, and collaborative learning opportunities.

Efficient server-side rendering: Node.js enables efficient server-side rendering (SSR) of React components, optimizing performance by reducing initial page load time and enhancing SEO.

Conclusion :

The usage of Node.js in the backend provides advantages such as using a single language (JavaScript) throughout the entire stack, efficient server-side rendering, real-time data synchronisation, code reusability, access to a vibrant ecosystem, high performance, and improved developer productivity. Node.js allows developers to use their JavaScript skills while simultaneously offering an adaptable, reliable server environment, as well as fostering code sharing and uniformity.  

Originally published by: Benefits of Node.js and React Together in Full-Stack Web Development

[ethan-elliott]

I KNEW IT WAS COMING, I KNEW IT’S A TRAGEDY, I KNEW IT THE SECOND I HEARD THE MUSIC CHANGE BUT NO!! NO WHY DID YOU TURN AROUND??!!

[taryn40k]

The best of friends~! ^w^

(Chuckling at the idea that even as an adult, if Berny was to meet Lequin he would feel the need to squint very harshly. XD)

[tench]

Cassandra, stay FOCUSED

[midnightfreedom]

"You can't control the wind, but you can adjust your sails."

~Kristen Proby

[adreamthatsworthkeeping]

I very nearly considered signing back up to Stan to watch Groundhog Day (for a reference) before I remembered I owned the DVD and I went and got that instead.

[beth-and-bands]

So I've been playing Stray for about an hour now, and this might be the cutest game I've ever played! If anything ever happens to this cat, I'll actually cry😭

[anirudhpisharody]

just remembered it's actually titled confessions. my tummy hurts so bad

[wellthatschaotic]

hanging out with friend today!!

[quietwingsinthesky]

what if Dean killed Charlie himself for helping Sam with the book of the damned instead of immediately telling Dean what was happening. what if he still told Sam it was his fault for putting Charlie in harm’s way (in this scenario, anywhere near Dean with the mark on him, despite her and Sam trying to remove said mark?) what if Dean had actually killed someone important to him who trusted him and loved him?

[acourtofquestions]

Kingdom of Ash Chapter 67

as I read live

Thank the gods. Even though they were the last beings Rowan wished to thank.

She rested a hand atop Goldryn's hilt, flame dancing at her fingers, seemingly into the red stone itself.

"It would take years," she observed, "to heal everyone infected by the Valg."

"Each of those soldiers has a family, friends who would want us to try."

"I know."

The chill wind whipped her hair across her face, blowing northward.

"Could Yrene heal them? Erawan and Maeve? I don't know why I didn't think of it."

"Is Erawan's body made by him, or stolen?

Is Maeve's?" Rowan shook his head. "They might be wholly different."

"I don't see how I can ask Yrene to do it.

Ask it of Chaol." Aelin swallowed. "To even put Yrene near Erawan or Maeve... I can't do it."

Rowan wouldn't be able to, either. Not for a thousand different reason.

"But is it a mistake to put Yrene's safety above that of this entire world?" Aelin mused, examining one of the enemy daggers she'd pilfered. An unusually fine blade, likely stolen in the first place.

"She's the greatest weapon we have, if the keys are not in play. Are we fools not to push to use it?"

It wasn't his choice, his call. But he could offer her a sounding board. "Will you be able to live with yourself if something happens to Yrene, to her unborn child?"

"No. But the rest of the world will live, at least. My guilt would be secondary to that."

"And if you don't push Yrene to try to destroy them, and Erawan or Maeve wins—what then?"

"There is still the Lock. There's still me."

Rowan swallowed. Saw the reason she'd needed to be away from the others, needed to walk.

"Yrene is a ray of hope for you. For us That you might not need to forge the Lock at all. You, or Dorian."

"The gods demand it."

"The gods can go to hell."

Aelin chucked away the dagger. "I hate this. I really do."

He slid an arm around her shoulders. It was all he could offer her.

Over—she'd said she wanted it to be over.

He'd do all he could to make it so.

Aelin leaned her head against his chest, and they stared across the cold lake in silence.

"Would you let me do it, if I were Yrene? If I were carrying our child?"

He failed to block out the image of that dream—of Aelin, heavily pregnant, their children around her. "I don't let you do anything."

She waved a hand. "You know what I mean."

He took a moment to answer. "No. Even if the world ended because of it, I couldn't bear it."

And with that Lock, he might very well have to make that decision, too.

Rowan ran his fingers over the claiming marks on her neck. "I told you that love was a weakness. It would be far easier if we all hated each other."

She snorted. "Give it a few weeks on the road with this army, in those mountains, and we might not be such pleasant allies anymore."

Rowan kissed the top of her head. "Gods help us."

Even with the hours of instruction on the journey back to this continent, Rowan and the others had not wholly mastered the language of the half-forgotten marks. But her mate remembered most—as if they'd been planted in his mind.

Aelin carefully studied the line of symbols across the page. Read through them a second time. "It's not what we're looking for." She pulled on her bottom lip. "It's a spell for opening a portal between locations-just in this world."

"Like what Maeve can do?" Borte asked.

Aelin shrugged. "Yes, but this is for close traveling. More like what Fenrys can do.

"Or had once been able to do, before Maeve had broken it from him.

Borte's mouth quirked to the side. "What's the point of it, then?"

"Entertaining people at parties?" Aelin handed the book back to Rowan.

Borte chuckled, and leaned back in her seat, toying with the end of a long braid. "Do you think the spell exists—to find an alternate way to seal the Wyrdgate?" The question was barely more than a whisper, and yet Rowan shot the girl a warning look. Borte just waved him off.

No. Elena would have told her, or Brannon,

if such a thing had existed Aelin ran a hand over the dry, ancient page, the symbols blurring. "It's worth a look, isn't it?"

Rowan indeed resumed his careful browsing and decoding. He'd sit here for hours, she knew. And if they found nothing, she knew he'd sit here and reread them all just to be sure.

A way out—an alternate path. For her, for Dorian. For whichever of them would pay the price to forge the Lock and seal the gate. A desperate, foolish hope.

Chaol found his father where he'd left him, seething in his study.

"You cannot give a single acre of this territory to the wild men," his father hissed as Chaol wheeled into the room and shut the door.

Chaol crossed his arms, not bothering took placating. "I can, and I will."

Chaol sighed, slumping back in his chair. A lifetime of this—that's what Dorian had laid upon him. As Hand, he'd have to deal with lords and rulers just like his father. If they survived. If Dorian survived, too. The thought was enough for Chaol to say, "Everyone in this war is making sacrifices. Most far, far greater than a few miles of land. Be grateful that's all we're asking of you."

"I hope Anielle burns to the ground. And you with it." A small, hateful smile. "That's all your brother said. My heir—that's how he feels about this place. If he will not protect Anielle, then what shall become of it without you?"

"She discovered the trunk. Right before we got word of Morath marching on us," his father said, his smile mocking and cold. "I should have burned them, of course, but something prompted me to save them instead. For this exact moment, I think."

The trunk was piled thick with letters. All written by his mother. To him. "How long," he said too quietly.

"From the day you left." His father's sneer lingered.

Years. Years of letters, from a mother he had not heard from, had believed hadn't wanted to speak to him, had yielded to his father's wishes.

"You let her believe I didn't write back," Chaol said, surprised to find his voice still calm "You never sent them, and let her believe I didn't write back."

"Watching you with that wife of yours only proves it. I'd think you'd bargain quite a bit to be able to read these letters."

Chaol only stared at him. Blinked once, as if it would quell the roaring in his head, his heart.

His mother had never forgotten him. Never.

Stopped writing to him.

Chaol smiled slightly.

"Keep the letters," he said, steering his chair back to the doors. "Now that she's left you, it might be your only way to remember her." He opened the study door and looked over his shoulder.

His father remained beside the trunk, stiff as a sword. "I don't make bargains with bastards, I’m certainly not starting with you."

Cain's people or they had been. Aelin decided not to mention him during their brief introduction. And Chaol, wisely, refrained from admitting that he'd killed the man.

Another lifetime. Another world.

Seated atop a fine Munigi horse Hasar had lent her, Aelin rode at the front of the company, as it marched from Anielle, Chaol on Farasha to her left, Rowan on his own Munigi horse to her right. Their companions were scattered behind, Lorcan healed enough to be riding, Elide beside him.

And behind them, snaking into the distance, the army of the khagan moved.

The khagan's armies had crossed every terrain, though. Mountains and deserts and seas.

They did not balk now.

So Aelin supposed she would not, either.

For whatever time she had left, until it was over.

This final push north, homeward

・・・

She smiled grimly at the looming mountains, at the army stretching away behind them

And just because she could, just because they were headed to Terrasen at last, Aelin unleashed a flicker of her power. Some of the standard-bearers behind them murmured in surprise, but Rowan only smiled.

Smiled with that fierce hope, that brutal determination that flared in her own heart, as she began to burn.

She let the flame encompass her, a golden glow that she knew could be spied even from the farthest lines of the army, from the city and keep they left behind. A beacon glowing bright in the shadows of the mountains, in the shadows of the forces that awaited them, Aelin lit the way north.

[bf-rally]

felt like i was going crazy yesterday trying to set up a login system for this website 😭 it was like i was back in college again!

[theflyingfeeling]

you might think that the main point of BC in Silent Library was to have 6 idiots bully each other (...or mainly Olli) and fail miserably at trying not to laugh about it, but the actual main point is having Olli and Aleksi demonstrate peak 'trying to act normal around your crush but ending up acting the opposite of normal' behaviour for 20 minutes straight 💅

[esteemed-excellency]

What was Hiram's reaction to seeing the Sun again?

Disbelief, wistfulness, and something that he couldn't identify and he categorised as a compelling feeling (it was anger).

Disbelief because, like everyone else in the Library, he wasn't expecting to end up on the surface. He spent a good half an hour trying to ignore the fact that while he was looking at his hands in the sun in Naples in 1899, he was also looking at his hands in the sun in Rome in 1855, in Vienna in 1858, in London in 1861, and on his airship in 1899 again. The flashbacks made him quite dizzy.

Wistfulness because he often dreams of the surface, and he has a lot of fond memories, but the sun in Naples felt real.

Except it wasn't the real sun, wasn't it? It can never be the real sun again, unless someone figures out how to raise London, or take down the stars. And even then, nothing will ever be the same again. He saw sunlight again for one millisecond from his airship last year, and that was it. Naples wasn't the real Naples, and the sun wasn't the real sun. It was only a possibility, a fragment of lost time. He never mourns his lost time, and he can't be bothered with unreal possibilities. Not when he has real possibilities to consider and a future to plan. Real sunlight abhors everything he is, but it's just the way things are for now. Whatever mockery of reality he walked in was interesting while it lasted, but it only served to remind him of everything that's out of his reach, and everything he can't currently be. Alive and walking in the sun, for example. It was just a reverie, and he doesn't care for reveries. Unless, of course, he can use them to shape reality. And isn't that a compelling thought?