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@antimonarchy
cromwell talking about most of his household: what distinguished young men and women of standing and intellect! my nieces would win the war in an instant!
cromwell talking about his own flesh and blood son: oh my fuckingggg god. gregory you CHUD
you solve the mystery of what to have for dinner one night and you think "hell yeah case closed forever" WRONG there is a dinner mystery the next night too
(ID: tweet by Forrest Cardamenis saying "Baby has gotten good at identifying dada but still struggling with surrealism, cubism, even baroque." End ID)
my professor talked about thomas cromwell for ten minutes calling him thomas cranmer before someone corrected him and he said 'oh christ, all the thomases!'
Studying Tudor history is like you think you’ve seen all the Thomases, but then there’s More
do you think two pennies is still enough for the ferryman or has inflation driven up the fare
if he makes me use an app I am simply not crossing the river Styx.
top 3 hobbies for young adults:
1. borrowing misery from future
2. carrying grief of the past
3. agonizing over the present
top whatever best books of all time list and wolf hall isnt in first place. dont piss me off 🙄 ur wrong. taste may be subjective but this fucking isnt. a blight be upon ur whole house
deep down you know june is actually going to feel like this. put down the poem excerpts
i miss how during lockdown emails would always open with In times such as these, now more than ever.... we stopped but it's literally still times such as these. and now is always more than ever
Was shelving dvds at the library and saw a movie called leviathan. at last, I thought, some bold director has adapted Thomas Hobbes’s complex work of political thought into a cinematic masterpiece. unfortunately that was not the case
they're hiring me at the extra virgin olive oil factory as the oathsworn knight who protects the chastity of the olives
many dishonourable knaves in the notes of this post
if you vote me for president i vow to make everything the ocean again. no more land only ocean. this will solve all of our problems and replace them with new, far more interesting problems
He turned away; he didn't feel he could bear it. He was terribly afraid that happiness was a habit, or a quality knitted into temperament, or it might be something you learn when you're a child, a kind of language, harder than Latin or Greek, that you should have a good grasp on by the age of seven. What if you haven't got that grasp? What if you're in some way happiness-stupid, hapiness-blind? It occurred to him that some people, ashamed of being illiterate, who always pretend to others that they can read. Sooner or later they get found out, of course. But it is always possible that while you are valiantly pretending, the principles of reading strike you for the first time, and you are saved. By analogy, it is possible that while you, the unhappy person, are trying out some basic expressions - the kind of thing you get in phrasebooks for Travellers - the grammar and syntax of the neglected language are revealing themselves, somehow in the back of your mind. That's all very well, he thought, but the process could take years. He understood her problem: how do you know you will live long enough to be fluent?
Hilary Mantel, A Place Of Greater Safety
i’m burning the candle at ends you’ve never heard of
[looking at people younger than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at people older than me] you have your whole life ahead of you [looking at myself] its over
Death is your prince, you are not his patron; when you think he is engaged elsewhere, he will batter down your door, walk in and wipe his boots on you.
- Bring Up the Bodies by Hilary Mantel
I love when people whose first languages have grammatical gender use the wrong pronoun in English. "this river is so green because he is fed by glaciers" aw the river is Just A Little Guy. your version of my language is better
